"Whutchaywlll doooin'?"
"What?"
"Whutchyawwwll dooin?"
"Oh... nothing. Just hangin out."
"Ahhm Ruwssell Smeyith."
"Nice to meet you."

5 year old kids with Southern drawls are incredibly adorable. I can feel masculine saying that knowing he'll probably grow up to be the football quarterback and marry his highschool sweetheart and retire as a NASCAR driver. His life will be sponsored by every American beer known to man. I'm already proud to have shaken his hand.

So, I drove like an idiot, and wasted my first run on both days (the second day almost spinning twice). Oh well, live and learn. Chris won so I at least know it's not the car, completely. We still have too much body roll, although Chris Travis' higher inertial value probably aided to that in this picture:

Chris Franson was happy with his win. So happy, in fact, that when I made him carry all of our stuff back by hand, he still had that stupid "damn it's about time I accomplished that... gee I wonder if chicks dig Tour winners?" look.

No, Chris... the answer is "no".

So, the next event is a Philly one on the 17th of March, followed by a FCSCC event at NVCC. So many events, so much to add to the car.

-PJ
11:19am somewhere in VA