That happened to me, I'd driven straight through to California, got there early Saturday morning, went to Donut Derelicts, drove back to the Motel, loaded the car back in the trailer, went up to the room and started bouncing off stuff and decided it was time to call it a day. I guess I'd been running on Adrenaline up to that point, that was one Beautiful Saturday morning, hard telling what all I missed out on that day?
Just an Old Drag Racer that still has dreams of going fast!
Just saying. As far as I'm concerned, you can have your bars back.
Well, on your word, but when you get busted by Stude, you're seriously busted. Jail bars kinda have a metallic taste to them, And it's hard to lick your way outta there. The whole place smells kinda funky, too.
sigpic Racing makes a crack habit look like amateur hour. (Bob Holmes)