Well another Friday night at “old #5.” That wasn’t my plan BUT I got going on the trailer, cleaning up some “well it’s OK but. . .” issues. I think it’s ready for paint.
That plus the partners invited me to join them for supper in the courtyard – Being pretty tired already and an offer of supper – what can I say –There might be another Friday night next week. Tomorrow night it’s grilling time for the partner’s family and friends. Only 10 invited and all I have to do is the grill work. OK – I’m up for that I think. Heavy grill marks, but still moist inside- is the goal. I hope they aren’t skinny, thin chops. Oh and maybe some seasoning- - - (chuckle)
I’m enduring a NASCAR truck race from Daytona. Whoopee but it’s a race. Fenders belong on street cars/pickups. Real race vehicles don’t have fenders and usually race on dirt. The lack of fenders has the greatest effect on wrecks – Ya really DON’T want to touch another vehicle when there aren’t fenders or body work to protect both vehicles. That’s just my idea of real racing plus racing on dirt changes every lap because the dirt changes. They better wrap this up soon because my body is starting to YELL – “SHOWER & horizontal position” (not long I expect).
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