So I probably drove about 400 miles this weekend
Saturday morning I ended up going shooting. Busted out my new toys, made some noise, had some fun.
Came home, got some errands done, then out to Illiana Speedway for some racing. They have this new class “Pure Stock” which pretty much is 4-cylinder, front wheel drive cars. So these people pretty much just take all the glass out of their car, weld the doors, take out the tail/headlights, rip out the back seats, install some roll bars, and paint a # on the side of their car *instant racecar*
So Jen and I are out there watching these little Ford Escort/ Geo Metro type cars banging it out on a 1/4 mile track. It was a riot. There was this one guy that was totally insane. Instead of braking heavy, he would just use the bumpers of the car in front of him to slow himself down. Well he got REALLY aggressive, and got black flagged, which sucked since he was the most fun to watch (other than the Ford Escort painted like the Dukes of Hazzard General Lee, complete w/ the orange paint, rebel flag, #01, and dont forget the horn, ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner…) crazy shit, but really amusing. I was trying to get Jen’s father to paint some numbers on this little gadget-mobile Hyundai they have and just put it out on the track. So far it’s a no-go

Sunday we went to the Seven Mile Fair w/ Jen’s parents. Walked around for a few hours, but really didn’t buy much. Then we stopped at the beach for a bit and had a picnic sort of deal.

We all got a log of sun. And I earned my “red neck” that everyone calls me this weekend. W/ all the sun from the range, ouch. Yeyyyyyyyyyyyyhah! shootin’ and racin’… i’m a fucking hillbilly in the making, jesus

On a sad note, the cat that had taken refuge in our garage after having two kittens needs to be DESTROYED. She let her two kittens die. I left food & water for them daily, but apparantly she didnt care, and just let them dehydrate. Fucking stupid cats. Almost as bad as the two strays we have battling it out in my backyard like every night. I think i need to borrow a slingshot and start having target practice w/ some ice cubes or something. (although a .22 rifle would do, I dont wanna kill them, just move them to somebody else’s yard)

Enough ranting
Lunchtime