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Alright, after my last post, I guess I should explain it.. Because unless you were watching the race you were probably left scratching your head. Kasey, the guy I work for, lead over 300 miles in a 400 mile race... and then blew a tire on his race car and hit the wall. That left me, and my whole team really, upset, cranky and sad. Dispite how they all looked, they were as upset as I was about it. But they'll never tell you that. I guess all we can do is go on to the next race, this weekend at Martinsville. Maybe we'll get that elusive first win there. God I hope so anyways.
In other news, I don't think I've been this happy and content in a good long while. Things in my life are calm, and relaxed. Off the race track that is. I've been spending more and more time away from my house in Charlotte, and in Mooresville instead. Or on an airplane. But yeah. It's great. I have friends who are wondering how long it'll take me to get all my stuff from Point A, Charlotte, to Point B, Mooresville. I'm well on my way to getting there though.
I'm rambling and really don't have much to say, so I think I'm gonna wander off to bed. Gotta get up early and get ready for Martinsville. Whee.. Short Track racing. There goes my nails.
CONGRATS TO THE BO SOX!!