My Baby’s Got GamePosted: February 21, 2011
This is just one shot that Mr. Slow took, of about 1200 frames total. He needs to put himself out there, he’s good. Hell, he could keep me in tire money for a few race weekends at least. I am apparently a rubber ho. I go through one set per day. What the hell happened to four or five track days? Damn Pirate goes through shoes like she does rum.
Exiting Turn 13 shooting for the apex of T14 to haul my Pirate booty down the front straight. I’m on the gas here. I made a lot of grown men cry in this turn. But if you’re on the brakes down shifting while I’m on the gas, you really deserve getting passed by a girl.
I have a sticker on my bike. You can make it out in Mr. Slow’s shot. It’s right above my right-side mirror mount. It reads: “Warning: Does not play well with others.”
It totally rawks to have my own personal track photographer. He also fetches tools, drives me there and puts up with my shit.
I’ll let you borrow him for your next track day. For a small fee, of course. Just feed him regularly and keep him properly hydrated and don’t forget to pass out the prescribed dose of caffeine, PRN.