NOT AGAIN!
Jul 28, 2017
2 minutes
Ireally don’t remember seeing anything except some grass clippings. They were flying through my field of vision that was pointed mostly skyward, but most of my attention was focused on just how long it was going to take my ass, working as a brake pad, to stop my 220-pound body from its 120-mph slide on the asphalt (and grass) at Thunderhill Raceway Park in Northern California.
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