August 17, 2006
In the 2006 USCF Rulebook under the rules listed for the scratch race (rule 2c) there are multiple rules about how the race is to be run. It is within this rule that we find rule 2C4 which states:
2C4. It is agreed upon that all riders in a scratch race must not be, or deemed to be, a Douchebag by the presiding Chief Referee or a majority of the participants and/or fans in attendance. The Douchebag that is in violation of this rule should be called out of the race and forfeit their results.
#69 of Nature Valley was in complete violation of this rule and should be punished accordingly. I feel that it is my responsibility as a rules abiding member of the cycling community to email the local officials to notify them of this violation. #69 will then have to forfeit his 4th or 5th place that he worked so hard for after failing to compete in the previous nights Match Sprints and the 80 lap Madison that directly preceded the Scratch Race in question. The actions of said rider to talk shit to another rider that had previously congratulated him for a successful handicap earlier in the night is a complete Douchebag thing to do. To talk shit to this other rider that has consistently destroyed #69 all season through a multitude of events was uncalled especially after this other rider is Man enough to show up at every event at the track week after week.
As many of you already know Smithers has been conducting interviews over Google Chat and has been posting them on his site. The other day he interviewed the likes of (dis)pencer and #69 of Nature Valley and there are some real gems within those interviews. But it has striked me that no one has interviewed Smithers himself. So the other night during our downtime at the Match Sprint Championships I decided to perform the interview we have all been waiting for. Please note that this interview is 100% verbatim of what was actually said. I stand by the authenticity of this interview. Publication in the New York Times is pending.
Me: Are you afraid of me?
Smithers: Absolutely. But I am going to find a way to beat you tonight.
Me: I wouldnít be surprised if that actually happened. As a fellow sandbagger in the cat3s I know that you are a strong rider and anything is possible.
Smithers: Thanks for the compliment. It means so much coming from someone that I have placed on such a high pedestal.
Me: No problem. I am not giving up, but you already beat me in the round robin format so I might have to change some things. But enough about our pending showdown that will be fun nonetheless letís get to the meat and potatoes of this interview. Have you ever seen the movie Convoy?
Smithers: No. But it has Kris Kristopherson in it.
Me: It is a great movie. The reason I bring it up is because you are a leader of the cycling community around here. I would even go as far to say that you are a certified Super-Rookie.com Non-Douchebag.
Smithers: Thanks. What about Convoy?
Me: There is this great line in the movie when the woman says, ďyou are their leader.Ē To which Rubber Ducky (played by Kris Kristopherson) says, ďNo I am not. I am just in front.Ē
Smithers: Do you know where I can buy some Urthel beer?
Me: Wait, I am asking the questions. I like the movie Convoy and I wanted to fit it in here somewhere. But I donít know where to buy Urthel beer.
Smithers: Does it even exist? I just wear the jersey. I donít like beer anyway, but if it did exist I bet it is really good and you should go have some.
Me: I will do just that. Wait, I see what you are doing you are trying to steer this interview away from me being the interviewer. You are trying to play mind games before our big showdown. I maybe younger than you, but I ask the questions here.
Smithers: Right on. Whatís the next question?
Me: Dude. I said I ask the questions.
Smithers: I am so going to show up tomorrow night (Thursday) no matter what. Because I am a real competitor and I do things that I say I am going to do.
Me: Are you scared of me?
Smithers: No. But I am scared of going home to my wonderful wife and baby without a gold medal tonight. I will pay you an enormous amount of money to allow me to win. But you have to make it look like you tried and bring it all the way into the third round so I can continue to update my blog all the way till 11PM.
Me: Sweet. $300 will do.
Smithers: Do you take checks?
Me: Yes. Thanks for the interview. I want to insure you that everything is going to come out in the end of this interview just like the way it happened.
Smithers went on to beat me in 3 hard fought rounds. I took Sarah to lunch and Smithers didnít have to sleep on the couch.
Smithers didnít show up tonight.
This dude that is being held for Jon Benetís murder didnít do it. It is a big hoax. You heard it here first, actually I was thinking this the moment his ex-wife said he was in Alabama with her when it happened. Oh well. Tuffy thinks he did it. I have my doubts.
August 16, 2006
Sarah is in bed so if you want to hear her recap it is simple. I lost to a better rider and took the silver. But I had fun. Because I tried.
Tonight was the night I have been waiting all season for. I wish it would of turned out a little bit better for me, but the Match Sprints are surely one of my favorite events out on the track. I have avoided pushing for my upgrade to cat2 on the track as I would have been destroyed in that field tonight. Instead I joined my fellow sandbagger Smithers and the usual cast of great racers, Little Guy, Skibby and Kevin S. for the Cat 3 State Match Sprint Championships.
Since only 5 of us were man/woman enough to show up for the marquee event of track racing we ran the night in round robin format. This allowed 4 races each before the medal rounds. The winner of each match would be give one point with the top two in the gold medal match and the next two going for the bronze.
My first race was against Skibby. He pushed the pace hard and caused me to do a lot of work before I was able to hold him off from the lane. Skibby is on some sweet form right now and is also the Cat 3 Points Race State Champ. He also has a kick ass blog that used to be way better than it is now with photoshopped pictures.
The second race was against Kevin S. While I was able to win he did force the issue real early once again forcing me to put in an effort to catch him. Kevin is one of my favorite people at the track because he consistently shows up to every event. You can always count on him being there no matter what the event is. I think that is awesome.
The third race was the biggest of the night in my mind as it was against the Little Guy. All week (dis)pencer told me that the LG was crafty and I have to watch out for him. Boy did I! I have never been so scared in my life on my bicycle than having all 120lbs of the LG crowding me in the sprinters lane. It was amazing. I was about to give up with about 75m to go because I thought he was going to take it from me, but I held him off and even took one hand off the bars to celebrate the dominance of White Collar Workers over smelly messengers.
With this victory I was 3-0 and had a quick match with Smithers that was meaningless as we were both headed to the finals. I tried some new tactics and sat up coming out of 4 when I knew I couldnít come over him. I made some mental notes and was ready for the final.
In the first race I won from the back as I attacked earlier than I think Smithers expected. He ended up sitting up, but I gave it all the gas I had to take the early lead. This may have cost me in the later rounds. Because of this I will blame my loss on the lack of support from (dis)pencer and the National Champ. In the next two rounds Smithers played it perfectly and held me off both times going into the bell.
Smithers has been gunning for me since I won the Keirin title the other night. I finally succumbed to his awesomeness and lost a race. I find solace in knowing that a few years from now when Baby Smithers is older that Smithers will be able to bequeath his Gold Medal to him in a ceremony that will celebrate his greatest cycling accomplishments, in this case, beating me.
I am happy with how I did, but I know that I could of done a little bit better. The better racer won tonight and I accept that. But I want it to be known that Smithers has only won one small battle in this war.
So lots of cool things happened at the track tonight. I saw the National Championship jersey pull off the most amazing save in the history of track racing. I was getting ready before the start of the night and the National Champ came out of turn 4 and all of a sudden his rear wheel locked up and he slid all the way across the front straight at high speeds skidding his rear tire. Somehow he managed to keep the bike up. Turns out he stripped his cog off and put a 5 inch gash into his tubulars. Wow.
I am all tired and I get home to see that Sarah has done a phenomenal job of unpacking. It is such a relief to have the house finally coming along. You all are going to love it when you come and see it, or visit (talking to you CF). What brings the place together? The coffee table I got from the Minnesota Cat 3 State Match Sprint Champion (MC3SMSC).
August 15, 2006
Open Letter To The Jackass In The Elevator.
I have been riding elevators for quite sometime. I would even go as far to say that I am an expert on elevator etiquette. However, you obviously donít know how the system works, or were never properly told how the elevator etiquette is carried out.
1) When you get on the elevator please proceed to the rear of the elevator if you are getting off on the top floor and/or more people must get on.
2) When there is ample room to relocate yourself within the elevator please use that space. That means that you do not have to continue to rub your leg up against my hip when no one else is in the elevator. This isnít a porn movie. It is real life and I donít want you near me.
3) Donít ask me to push the button for you. I will only push the button for a blind person, a handicapped person with the inability to push a button, Nelson Vails, my boss, and a co-worker that is going on the same floor. If you have a coffee in your hand it doesnít matter. Suck it up and push your own damn button.
4) It is more than okay to answer your cell phone. Just donít yell into the damn phone to tell them that you are in an elevator. That is annoying.
5) Make fun of bike messengers as much as possible. Ask them about their personal hygiene habits and ďwhatís your 20?Ē
I am officially a student once again. Last night I went to orientation at Metro State University and registered for a class. The class I will be taking was the only one available in downtown Minneapolis on a week night that didnít conflict with my pre-existing schedule. Amazingly the class will help me fulfill some of the requirements as I pursue my History degree.
I am transferring in as a Junior with 76 credits under my belt. I am mostly done with my general education requirements. I will be appealing two decisions made by the admissions people over at Metro State. The first one is regarding their failure to recognize my Math class at the University of Minnesota. I fulfilled this requirement at the U by taking a Geography class that was based on the language of maps. I thought it was the easy way out, but it was rather difficult. The second appeal that I will make is the acceptance of my American Studies classes as History courses for the upper division. I just feel that they are above and beyond the History courses that are required and should receive the credit that I feel I deserver.
I plan on starting slowly, but hope to be done with it all in the next year and a half. We will then see where I am at and where Sarah and I find ourselves. Till then I will be taking some classes and working hard to pay for them. I am excited to be taking classes again as this one is entitled 1960s America. Canít wait to read about hippies.
Sarah started working in downtown Minneapolis on Tuesday and met me for lunch. It was a lot of fun and she was wearing her power suit that she picked up went I went shopping with her the other week. You may remember this shopping excursion as another excuse for me to go to the NASCAR store.
Speaking of NASCARÖ I had a really disturbing dream the other night. It was so disturbing that I couldnít even tell Sarah about it, because it means I would have to aknowledge that I am dreaming about NASCAR(something that I have disliked up till about 7 months ago).
I dreamt that the #19 car was no longer going to be driven by the incoming Elliot Sadler and instead was going to be driven by a woman. Now, I have nothing against woman drivers and hope that they come into NASCAR. But I was getting so much shit from all of my friends because all of a sudden my favorite driver(remember I like the number) was a woman and I was jumping on the Danica Bandwagon. I didnít like getting all of this crap from my friends so, in my dream, I became a #38 fan.
Whoo. I canít wait till Danica drives in NASCAR. She will tear it upÖon the road courses because she knows how to turn right.
Tonight is the big match sprint night. I hope everyone comes out and watches as it is going to be legendary. I also hope that no one shows up in the cat3s. This will mean that I will be able to win and not have to buy someone dinner.
August 14, 2006
I have missed lots of important happenings in blog land over the last few weeks. I am not going to bore you all with a recap of everything. Instead I will give you the pre-caps of the upcoming days. I doubt any of you care, but it is rather exciting to be back in Minnesota.
On Wednesday I have the Minnesota State Match Sprints championships. Due to the complaints from fellow competitors about my failure to change my residency from Illinois to Minnesota prior to my victory in the Keirin I went ahead and changed my address. I did this so no one could have an excuse for losing to me on Wednesday.
Thursday is going to be another night at the track and hopefully my last night racing as a category 2 in Blaine. I plan on doing all I can for the Little Guy and get him some points that he can use to apply for an upgrade. If all goes to plan I will finish the weekend events as a Category 3 and upgrade the following week when I get my points transferred from Kenosha.
Saturday is the big TT day at the track. This is the day when we all put on our aero bars and get our results for the Kilo and Pursuit. It is probably going to be a real busy day on the boards because of the Time Trialist of the Year event that is also going on at the same time. The hope is to get some of those roadies out to the track more consistently.
Saturday is also the day of the Team Sprint and Team Pursuit. I will be toeing the line in the Team Sprint with the Little Guy and (dis)pencer. We havenít work at all on this event, but we are confident that we will throw down a respectable time. The plan is to have the Little Guy start and (dis)pencer follow. This will allow me a little bit more time to get on their wheels as I am a piss poor standing starter compared to them.
We will also be doing the team pursuit. We donít know who we are going to do it with, but we will find somebody.
Sunday will finally be the end of it all with the inaugural Team Time Trial presented by Cat6 and the National Sports Center. As of now my team is Gilby, Little Guy and (dis)pencer. It should be a kick ass event and we hope a lot of people show up for it as it will demonstrate the need for such a quality event and course in the Twin Cities area. Plus, it is Cat6ís first foray into the promotion business!
My thoughts on the upcoming Match Sprints:
The cat3 field is going to be really tough on Wednesday if everyone decides to show up. There are a whole group of racers that can easily walk away with the victory in this event.
Here is a brief rundown of my competition:
Smithers. The first name that comes instantly to mind is Smithers, as he has proven himself to be the fastest cat3 all season and is consistently near the top of the standings night in and night out. This as caused some to cry, ďSandbagger.Ē I donít think Smithers is a sandbag in the Cat3s. I think he can easily take me in the sprints and has even told the world that he is coming after me over on his website.
Skibby. This man is fast and is coming back from an extremely successful week in Colorado Springs where he bested his Pursuit time and had a fantastic finish in the points race. I hope that I donít have to face Skibby in the early rounds as he is on the verge of upgrading to cat2 and has the speed and skill to take the sprint to anyone.
Pederson. I donít know how fast this guy is. I do know that Smithers must pay him a lot of money for all of the work that he does for him during the regular races on a Thursday night. I have the feeling that Smithers pays him a lot of money, because I have yet to see Smithers take a pull for this guy. Either way he is an unknown quantity and if I let my guard down for one second he might kilo me.
Little Guy. The Little Guy is crafty. He might not be as fast as me in a 3 lap race, but he is faster than me in the start and is way WAY smarter than me when it comes to tactics. I have prayed nightly for the past two weeks that I donít have to face him in the sprint as he is the Suma Cum Laude of bicycle tactics. He also has been throwing down some impressive flying 200m times.
Lyner. He schooled me and Smithers the other night in the Miss and Out.
Dubay Brothers. Doesnít matter which one you get. This is because they are both fast and can be dominant any day of the week.
SickBoy. He says he doesnít care. Perhaps I can convince him into coming up to the track and racing against me. How do I go about in doing this? Hmmmm. If SickBoy comes to the track and races in the Match Sprints I will pay for Gilby and SickBoy to have a meal at Chipotle. A free meal just to line up in the Match Sprints. Who can turn that down? I am sure Gilby wouldnít mind having a burrito. It is simple as that. SickBoy qualifies for the sprints and enters and they both can have a burrito on me (no pop though).
There are a bunch of other cat3s that are fast and can throw down. Oliphant, Schaefer and the newly upgraded Derrick Lewis can all win easily. I also hope that Bergman doesnít show up as he could stomp me out like a bad habit.
Who will win the cat1/2 Match Sprints?
I donít know, but I will venture to guess that it is going to be an epic showdown with the newly crowned National Champion James Tainter with the likes of The Gold One, The Man in Black, Big Ben, Dave Grey and Brian Crosby. (dis)pencer is also planning on showing up and donating his money to the greater good.
I would go to Blaine on Wednesday just to see this showdown!
August 13, 2006
Big Thanks go out to GopherJ and SuperFriend Matt for helping us out in Chicago.
Big Shout Out to BadAss Minivan, and Super Sascha for helping us unload here in Minneapolis.
As you can imagine it is really hectic here at Super-Rookie.com headquarters. I finally found a way to siphon the internet off of my neighbor…thanks Ed!
The biggest thanks go out to the Pitcher family of Kathy, Andy and Carrie who made this entire move possible by helping us out on both ends of the long haul. We could not of done it with out them and Sarah and I are really excited to be back here.
I can’t make a brief message without telling the world that our very own James Tainter is the NATIONAL SPRINT AND TEAM SPRINT CHAMPION! The Taint went out to Collorado Springs and threw down some amazing times and came home with 3 medals. Two golds for first place and a bronze for his Kilo.
Check back often.
August 10, 2006
Thanks to those who expressed interest in helping us move! For those who have not, I want good, creative excuses. Bring it.
Super Rookie will not have computer access until tomorrow night. If you offered to help, he will email you tomorrow night with info.
Until then, watch out for the snakes on the plane.
As many of you know Sarah and I are officially moving all of our stuff up this weekend. This also means that Sarah and I have developed an ultra-contagious disease and everyone we know is miraculously out-of-town or at a wedding this coming weekend. I used to hate it when friends would ask me to help them move. It always consisted of getting up early on a Saturday and then packing up a really small U-Haul, because the person doing the move was to cheap to get a bigger truck. This of course turned a “3-hour move with beer and pizza” into a “7-hour ordeal” in which I got one slice of Pepporoni.
We are not like that! We will have the truck all packed from Chicago and all we need is a couple of strong guys to help me move a couch and chair up a flight of stairs. Many of you, my loyal readers, know that Sarah is kind of tiny and I could really use the help. She works really hard and we somehow managed back in Chicago, but it was really tough on her small frame. So deep down in your heart ask yourself, “Will I help Sarah move Tim’s crap?”
I know that I don’t have a seperated shoulder like another Twin Cities blogger, but I do have a sweet house and would like to get some help. So if you are not doing anything on Sunday at around 10-11am contact me so you can help Sarah move. Remember, you are not doing it for me. Why would you? You probably don’t like me. But you think Sarah is really funny and you want to help us out!
I know that moving sucks. That is why Sarah and I decided to jump on our new apartment because it is so nice. We donít want to have to move again before we buy a house. Seriously.
As many of you may have read the other day over at NASCAR.com Jeremy Mayfield has been fired from the Everham Motorsports team. This means that I will be the #1 fan of a new driver next year. I never really liked Mayfield anyways. I thought he was a little to old. Rumor has it that Elliot Saddler will be taking over the reigns of the #19 team. I am really excited. Saddler is the M&M’s guy for this season and is a good driver.
This weekend is the best race of the year. I am not kidding! NASCAR goes to Watkins Glen for the road race! It also means that the #19 will be driven by Bill Elliot a road course ringer. I am so stoked. Why is Watkins the best course? Because they turn right.
Most NASCAR fans follow the driver. I follow the number. The #19 means a lot to me and so does, by default, the car and Dodge.
I guess you could say I am Rambunctious.
Today is Thursday which means it is racing at the track. It also means that it is the day of the horrible festival that they like to call “farmers market” in downtown. I used to hate working on Thursdays downtown. Every cube dweller goes out on to Nicollet Mall to find the “best” produce in the city. I don’t get why all of these folks seem to think that crossing the Mall without looking is an okay thing to do. Of the three accidents I got into with pedestrians in my 3 years of working downtown all of them came on a Thursday when some idiot didn’t look before running across the street. I don’t know why they were running, but it probably had something to do with a Minnesota Farmer selling Bananas. Thatís right, there are some “farmers” that sell bananas at their stand. That is just plain wrong. Don’t other people see something wrong with buying bananas from a Minnesota Farmer?
The Little Guy has returned to Minnesota. After a long and extensive trip touring the East Coast on his bicycle with Caitlyn the Little Guy is ready to return and thrown down on all of the track racers, and receptionists in Minnesota. I can’t wait to have a power lunch with him.
August 8, 2006
Sarah here. Because Tim doesn’t have access to the internet, he asked me to write his race report for him. Over the phone, I interviewed the one and only Super Rookie. This is what I heard:
Today I raced Dakota Tech. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Bikes blah blah blah blah blah. Sexy Adam was off the front right away, drilled the pace to the end, and won the race blah blah blah blah. This is because Sexy Adam lives up to his name.
I stayed in the pack until 2 laps to go blah blah blah blah and then I was off he back blah. Excuses excuses, excuses, blah blah blah bikes blah blah no t-patch on my balls blah bikes blah.
This duder from Flanders was off the back with me blah blah bikes blah and was totally giving up blah blah blah Clif Bar blah blah. Bikes bikes blah blah he was unzipping his jersey, but unlike Flanders duder Super Rookie is not a quitter. I got out of the saddle and started to drill it like Sexy Adam. Blah bikes duder saw me working and started sucking my wheel blah blah.
Super Rookie doesnít let quitters suck his wheel blah blah blah blah I set him up to run him into the gravel blah blah Tony Stewart to Carl Edwards blah bikes blah real man blah tough guy blah.
As I crossed the line I yelled, ďYou donít suck my wheel and then pimp me at the line for 20th place!Ē
Blah blah blah blah blah duder blah blah bikes blah blah.
Sarah is the best, cutest, funniest, nicest, sweetest, smartest girlfriend ever.
Blah blah blah blah; blah blah blah blah. Blah blah — blah blah, blah blah.
Tonight I am off to Dakota Tech with (dis)pencer to put the hurt on all of the regular folks. I really enjoy riding this course because it is wide open and it can have a bunch of different turns every week. It is as if the course was made out of Legos and you can change it up all of the time. There is also a ton of excitement in my camp because I get to race against the one and the only, Sexy Adam! Whooo Hooo!
I was really hoping to get out to the MCF meeting last night as I have expressed my intent of going to the meeting for over 3 months now. I want to start getting involved in helping coordinate the activities of the local racing scene. I feel that I am a hard worker and have some ideas that might make Minnesota racing even better. The plan was also to have one of us there so we can begin to express our intent of having a team racing, and promoting events during the 2007 season. This is really important to me and my future team and I wish I could of made it last night.
On the flip side I won’t be having to much access to my email so Hotpinkevil will be posting some content from time to time over the next week or so. I will be getting my computer up and running as soon as I go and pick Sarah and Roscoe up down in Chicago this weekend. I can’t wait! Who cares if gas prices are about to quadruple because of the pipeline problem up in Alaska?
Check back here tommorow for a race recap from tonights race and a bunch of other antics you have come to expect!
August 6, 2006
I have made sure not to blog for sometime now so I could soak in every ounce of excitement from my big victory the other night. Some of you may think it is shallow and rude of me to do that, but I have a lady to impress and what better way to impress her than to have a website that is dedicated to myself AND my victories?
I have had a pretty eventful weekend that was full of riding bicycles, watching NASCAR, taking tests and watching movies based on NASCAR. So I will give you the real quick skinny on everything.
First, I took my placement tests for Metro State University. They say that you canít fail these tests as there isnít a grade. But I assure that I did better than everyone else in that room when I took my test on Saturday. How do I know this? I just do. I was spot on during all of the tests, especially the reading comprehension part. The only part I struggled with was the multiplication of fractions. When I got to this part I just laughed at the stupidity/uselessness of such a problem and didnít even attempt to answer it, because if I did answer it I would be giving legitimacy to such a useless task.
Second, I went to go see Talledega Nights with (dis)pencer and Tuffy. It was a pretty good movie. I found myself laughing a ton and it was a good way to pass the time. I would recommend the movie to anyone. I think the best part about the movie was the ďbad guy.Ē He is that dude from Da Ali G Show on HBO and played an awesome French Formula ďUnĒ driver. This character was the perfect antithesis of a Southern Gentlemans hero; French, Formula One and Gay. Brilliant.
Thirdly, I did a really long ride today with (dis)pencer. We did the Afton loop which included the Grand Coulee climb and a bunch of sprints to town line signs. I think we finished with about 68 miles to our credit. Not to bad of a day. I think we only got honked at twice and I am pretty sure each time was because we just looked so darn cute to the teenage girls that were driving by.
During the ride I tried out this new electrolyte/energy drink mix from New Zealand. Some Kiwi sent it to me and said it was all super-duper and good for you. So I decided to dump the Hornet Juice into my water bottle. It didnít have much flavor, a good thing in my opinion, and it seemed to help me recover enough to put the hurt down during all of the big climbs in the east metro. Check out their website at
Lastly, I just spent the last 4 hours of my life watching the Brickyard 400. I canít think of a better way to possibly spend a beautiful summer day than sitting inside down in the basement watching some raciní on NBC. I must say that the coverage on NBC is 20x better than the crap they try to pass off as raciní over on FOX. The #19 didnít do so hot for me today so I found myself cheering for the #9 who crashed on the last lap. But the day belonged to (dis)pencer and the #48 who completed the ďdoubleĒ of winning Daytona and Indianapolis in the same year.
The race was really exciting at the end when a caution flag came out with 15 laps to go. The drivers had to make a decision of whether to pit or stay out for the last 13 laps. The #48 went in to get 4 tires while the #8 stayed out and led for a few laps. When the #8 went in the lead the crowd went nuts. But the #48 killed it in the end and chugged the milk.
Some of you like to make fun of NASCAR. I make fun of it all of the time too. I donít think it is a sport, but I do think it is fun to watch. Ask yourself what is different between NASCAR and bike racing? Both groups are passionate about what we do and both look like dorks when they walk around wearing their uniforms. All of the tracks are different and have different tendencies just like the different velodromes around the country. Both groups have loyal followings of fans and amateur racers that do it for their love of the sport.
Now you can be shallow and make fun of the fans mullets, lack of teeth, failure to recognize the victory of the North and the lack of singing talent of Toby Keith. Anyone can do that. But only a few can really begin to understand the skill it takes to drive a car at 200mph for over 4 hours in a 120degree car without air conditioning.
Better recognize. Plus, I enjoy turning left. You might remember that I am the State Chump at it.
You all should travel on over to
HOTPINKEVIL! and check what Sarah has to say. She has been updating this site for me and hasnít let her site get bogged down because of the immense task of doing all of that work for me.