Stan
You damn pic geek, leave my pics alone!
Morgan
Assolutely a small world.
Hotfingrs
You, being a fellow certifiable butthead like yours' truly, are gonna love this story. During the Monterey Historics, they had a Ford parade lap...we all got to go out and raise a tiny bit of hell. But they warned us...NO BURNOUTS! As we waited to leave the track through a single file gate, a few Cobras in front of me did some panzy-assed chirps. I'm between the Flag Room grandstand and the Shelby trailer, on top of which are da Shelby guys (Patterson et al)...egging me on. So, da wifey says go for it. I do a big one...lots of tire smoke. As I finally pull off the track, one of the Norcal SAAC guys tells me it's time for me to leave, which, I figured, is fair enough. My work there was done.
Turns out RedCSX1 (Morgan) was in charge of the parade lap, and made the call on the radio to have the guys Semkoize (ban) my ass.
Also turns out that Morgan rides bikes with my law partner, but we had never met nor made the Laguna Seca connection before SAAC-Vegas.
What a strange little world we live in.
