WOW...
What a fuckin party!
I have a pretty good idea how much booze we went thru ... I know that I had the case of beer, unknown amounts of Fireball (Scotty, you'll pay for that one day!), waaayyy too much Crown. 26oz from my brother in law and that fuckin 60 pounder from Marco. There was prolly more, but I can't remember.
Jeremy/Shawn/VanNeer(sp?)/Eric/etc - sorry for bailin early (and not saying gbye to some of you), but I felt like a pile of shit (and the car was knockin like a Surrey Slut on 2for1 Tuesdays). And NOW I remember why! Remember that transmission? On top of me? I have some ugly-assed (and *sore*) bruises... haha war stories, gotta love 'em.
Would I do it all over again? In a heart-beat ... but next time, let's make sure the weather's just a wee bit warmer. Oh, and no passing out at 4:30am when the wake-up call is at 7am. I was completely tanked when we bought the tech cards.
Thanks for lettin us crash in the trailer, VanNeer - and for the use of your bbq!
Good times!
(oh, and the racing sucked. Scotty, how many more runs did you get after I left? Did they ever fix the other lane's clock?)
edit: Due to some peer lameness, I've changed "tranny" to "transmission"... :roll: