Yes, my arse is a little sore, and not just from the aftermath of combining Ranley's salsa with a dozen Amber Bocks and a handfull of Coors. Ughh, I felt like crap this morning. Then there's the part where I ruin my posi. I'm blaming Todd for this shit. If he hadn't brought those damn tires...

Ahh, I prolly woulda just broke it any way after a few more boosted launches. No big deal. Like Moneybags Hardman always sez, "it's only money".
BTW, Todd sent me the specs/prices on the Eaton rears. My arse is gonna get a whole lot sorer when they bend me over for one of those. Not exactly cheap.
Hey Jeff, make sure you ask Mike about the sneak preview we got of his movie.

opcorn: Maybe he'll show you on WEdnesday.