I am at the Walter Mitty Classic at Road Atlanta. Seriously, as I type this. The Stock Cars are black flagged after John Finger blew an engine. I am on the hill outside of 10 a/b.
I didn’t know Gary Terry. But I know Gary Terry. I understand him; I know why he got into that Lamborghini.
In the three posts, I have made on this baby blog (that no one has read) I mentioned my recent promotion to “professional driver.”