Jose:
Cripes, Jose! You didn't reveal the major problem we had out in Pocono. A problem that we didn't get solved all weekend and will require further trips out to PA to test again... We never found a decent piece of steak all weekend. Yep, what a let down.
Peter is still complaining about it. In fact he went for a MD's appointment and a scan of his lower GI tract just to check and see whether or not he had forgotten about having a steak that weekend. The scan was fine (all he remembers is something about the wonderful effect of the drugs, etc.), only some ancient damage caused by (we surmise) too many hot Italian peppers. But they didn't find any steak remnants. A lot of other debris... but no steak.
(For those of you who have never heard the song of a GT 120 degree exhaust singing on the banking at Pocono, you have not lived. ...and you have never seen a bigger grin on anyone's face than that worn by Jose all weekend. I understand he got held up at customs on his way back to
PR because of that stupid grin. They thought he looked suspicious. No one could willing be going to
PR with such a grin. They even threatened Jose with a strip search....)
Jim