Greetings from California (back in NYC for Memorial day and my B-day)
California and the Dodge Challenger have turned me into a Steve McQueen. I've been enduring a torturous examinations with the last one being on a borrowed Navy obstacle course and I'm not even getting paid but we'll see... meanwhile some no talents are getting paid to race motorcycles and cars this weekend while I turn another year older giving me another year out of reach for pro racing (I did some novice stuff while in Cali and did great but my age was a factor).
Like the police instructor says "The world needs ditch diggers." FML
*I drifted the Challenger and was a bit naughty in the canyon roads... I kept traction control off considering I never needed it and loved hearing the tires squeal. I can always deny this post was real...
**I wore my field jacket because I had bandages and bruises all over.