The continued saga of boring trivia...

Day 5,861, 10:36 Published in USA USA by Franklin Stone

Sorry, I couldn't find any that would run here.

After a summer of being a complete ...k to the girl who loved me after blowing my car up and before I had time to say I was sorry she was off to college and Uncle Sam requested my presence at one of his parties. When I remember my life it is always to music by some of the GREATEST bands in history. That is how I remember my war.



As a baby, I dreamed of being a drag racing gawd. When I got home from the party late, there she was...waiting at the airport, with a beautiful two-year-old daughter her only company. We all know that emotion...



I wanted to get away from people so we went back to Ponca City. That is where the racing bug took me whole. For most of my life, the Ponca City Grand Prix was my lifeblood. It was the one time a year when the old ball and chain allowed me to risk my life simply to go faster than the guy behind me.



Once a year I got to climb into something like the above and be a complete fool. Never won a ...n thing but it was brilliant. Kept me sane, I don't care if the VA Psychologist thinks I am nuts.


Hmmm...seems we must pay the man, sorry.

I mean who would not want to do this for 10 or 20 million a year? As I keep pointing out to my ex we managed to raise both me and our daughter and paid the bills. Sorry you didn't end up married to World Champion Mario Andretti , but it was fun.



If I could go back in time...this is where I would go. Someone out there invent a time machine...quickly. BTW...she got the car and the company that built it as she walked out the door. Never mind her daughter was in my two-car garage building a car from the ground up and starting her own company.



Your daughter is successful you old W..ch and yes I know I didn't raise a son. Tell her that...