Other than 6 months in Wisconsin, my first 12 years on this earth were spent in central Jersey. My Dad was a minister, which means we were fairly poor. Translation: I love the Mets, hate the Yankees, and despise the Braves.
I'm looking forward to NASCAR starting up. Speaking of which, check this crap out. Friday night was the sign up/welcome meeting at the racetrack here. It's the first night everyone gets together and they lay down the rules, take our money for our licenses, reserve our car numbers, etc. It's the unofficial start of the season. Cool, right? Well, halfway through the presentation, the boss leaned over and said "by the way, the block came back (from the machine shop) cracked." Dam. That block has at least 200 hours of massaging and customizing. Anyway, we're going to discuss it this week. We can't afford another block ($2000+), so I'm going to see if we can sleeve this one. It's going to be a long season. But I love it anyway.
Take care,
-Chris
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