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There he sits. Big Red. In all his glory. New tires, new belt, new rollers and guides, fresh oil. Shiny wash and wax. Loaded up and GPS programed. He is raring to go.
I, on the other hand, am trying to stumble into my new riding pants/rain gear.
now, how does this go?
We are loaded and we roaring off to Jacksonville, FL.
off into the dawn
We immediately jump in the fast lane and get on I-275 and the Howard Franklin Bridge to Tampa.
From there we stay in the fast lane on the Suncoast Parkway and blow through all the tolls in the SunPass lane. They will mail me a bill and last time they only got me at one out of the four tolls.
sunrise on the bridge
It was a nice ride across the state in to Brumos Porsche racing where Don and I went to lunch. They are getting the car ready to head off to the Homestead race next week, so I did not hang around and get in their way.
Luckily I dodged most of the rainstorms and rolled into Debs about 1PM.
Big red evicts all cars for the grand position
Deb and Vicki are my Pit Crew for the weekend. They really know how to treat a driver. Deb has a, shall we say, less than satisfying job. However, since she hires a lot of outside lawyers they really suck up to her and shower her with presents. So the "Pit Crew" is only serving me and Big Red the best champagne for the weekend.