Two weeks ago my friend had a race up in PA, he races old beater cars called Thundercars, and on this night the rim snapped off at the lugnuts and sent him into a 4 flip. Now last night made it kind of ironic because I had this dream that on this bridged road with no gardrails and 3 separations between tracks (sounds like a nightmare huh?), my sister and I were hauling ass and we went off the bridge and flipped numerous times and I ended up with whiplash. Somehow we ended back up on that road again and wala I told her to slow down cause I didn't want to crash again (since I was already fucking hurting in my back) but nope we went off the right side and somehow sped onto the beach and crashed into this old vacant building...yeah then I woke up...I'd had enough of the suspense for one night. I wanted sleep so bad because I couldn't sleep...and when I did get some sleep I had some crazy flipping dreams...I guess it's better than the one I had where my bed kept falling through floors and wouldn't stop (this was a recurring dream when I was in my teens).

Ok enough of my rambling...I hope you all have a good Sunday, I'll make sure I drink enough 2nite to sleep better...

L8r

HS