Next Sunday I'm off to Gold Chainers Hell. El Mirage dry lake. I'd love to bring some of those clean freaks with their trailer queens up there and make them run up and back on the lake bed. You'd have to have a fleet of ambulances with cardiac resuscitation equipment standing by. But it beats the hell out of standing around looking at shiny cars and bikes and a shitload of nervous owners.
By weslake at 2009-09-19
By weslake at 2009-09-19