Day 2 of HMS

When I woke up Saturday morning, I woke up ready to go.  I was burnt, tired, and desperately needing a coffee, but I was ready.  It was race day.  Race day and I wouldn’t be watching it from SpeedTV like I always do.  No, I would be there in the stands.  I would see it all happen in person.  I was almost too excited to breathe.  And I ( Read more... )

Confession: I’m a chick and I like auto racing.  I’m a chick and I love the sound of race cars going ‘round the track. I’m a chick and I DVR races when I have to work.  I’m a chick and I buy tickets to races, and not because my boyfriend is dragging me, but because I like to drag people.

There aren’t many people who know about the fact that I like ( Read more... )