Twas drift day on the big track. Freakin sweet. I began the day with a corner-stickin' speed run. I didn't care that it was a drifting event. I was sideways nada, found my groove and got the heart pumpin. Second run, I wound up trying to outdo my last time so I stuck it and hauled ass one more time. Third pass I started gettin squirley. By turn 6, I was high on adrenaline and had a constant white cloud behind me. I pulled back to start again with outloud woohoos and literal heart palpitations. Fourth go started with a break torgue sending me off the start sideways. I dont remember letting off the gas in this run. Drifting around turn one with Pantera on volume 11, I was one with the universe. Still drifting into turn two, I was like YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH! and the car was all WAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! WWWAAAAHAHHHH YEEEAAAHHHHHHHHH woohoo then I lipped the grass. and hit a wall and then I thought... man this blows. and then, man my wife is gonna kill me. and I was done.
Jees, sorry to see that Grinner. But it sounded like one helluva trip right up to the end :thumb2:. (and if I remember correctly, that's not your first kiss... after which you didn't go to jail for 140. I'd say you're still about +100 )
I didnt mean to mislead. That was my first kiss with an official race track wall. I stopped counting collisions at 20. lol I'll slow down later.
Ahhh that blows! Looks like it will be a pretty penny to fix. Bet you had fun though..while it lasted.
prolly about 6k. trying to aquire sponsors for a new rear end and the body work. My painter is the only one who can match the flames.
