Worst Weekend Ever:
Friday, starts good, wake up early load up the car with my Drag Radial Tires, tools clothes and waters for a weekend of drag racing. I meet up with a friend and we drive out there to go race on the 1/4 mile. well we get there its hot as fuck. Get shitty times out there, my left arm is burnt. i drink tons of water and still dehydrated. I was so exhausted that i was going to stay the night at buddies house and just come home in the morning.
Saturday, I wake up late, i was going to drop off some stuff over at my other buddies shop. so i go over there drop some stuff and hanging out for a little bit since i haven't see them in a while. Then i get a call from one of the guys at the track and it turns out that i had enough time to make my last qualifying run if i get there quick. so we put on tires and take out the back seat and passenger seat. and i hurry out there. I get to the track and wait for a little bit then do my last run. I got my best time ever on the 1/4 mile. but after my car was acting a little funny. I go back to my buddies shop to load everything up so i can come home and talk to harlot. Go to start up the car and it was stuttering and wouldn't start. so we check the spark plugs and one of them went bad. since i haven't ever changed the spark plugs i bought all of them. so there i am working on a hot engine burning my hands trying to fix my car so i can get home. Install them, crank up the car and now one cylinder isn't firing and i smell gas from the engine. check out the plugs and one of them got cross threaded so now i have a fucked up plug and after hours of trying to fix it we couldn't do it.
So now i have to leave the car till monday till the other tech can get there to fix my car. I'm driving a Focus that's about to fall apart.
and the worst thing of all this weekend. I told Lisa that i was coming home and through some fabulous rational that went through my head i didn't. It might have been that i thought we were expecting me to be on my phone all weekend. but that doesn't matter. I told the person i love with all my heart that i was going to do something and let them down was the worst. I have no excuse for what i did and if i did it's not a good enough of a reason.
I hope you try to forgive me. it was uncalled for and i'm sorry.
Friday, starts good, wake up early load up the car with my Drag Radial Tires, tools clothes and waters for a weekend of drag racing. I meet up with a friend and we drive out there to go race on the 1/4 mile. well we get there its hot as fuck. Get shitty times out there, my left arm is burnt. i drink tons of water and still dehydrated. I was so exhausted that i was going to stay the night at buddies house and just come home in the morning.
Saturday, I wake up late, i was going to drop off some stuff over at my other buddies shop. so i go over there drop some stuff and hanging out for a little bit since i haven't see them in a while. Then i get a call from one of the guys at the track and it turns out that i had enough time to make my last qualifying run if i get there quick. so we put on tires and take out the back seat and passenger seat. and i hurry out there. I get to the track and wait for a little bit then do my last run. I got my best time ever on the 1/4 mile. but after my car was acting a little funny. I go back to my buddies shop to load everything up so i can come home and talk to harlot. Go to start up the car and it was stuttering and wouldn't start. so we check the spark plugs and one of them went bad. since i haven't ever changed the spark plugs i bought all of them. so there i am working on a hot engine burning my hands trying to fix my car so i can get home. Install them, crank up the car and now one cylinder isn't firing and i smell gas from the engine. check out the plugs and one of them got cross threaded so now i have a fucked up plug and after hours of trying to fix it we couldn't do it.
So now i have to leave the car till monday till the other tech can get there to fix my car. I'm driving a Focus that's about to fall apart.
and the worst thing of all this weekend. I told Lisa that i was coming home and through some fabulous rational that went through my head i didn't. It might have been that i thought we were expecting me to be on my phone all weekend. but that doesn't matter. I told the person i love with all my heart that i was going to do something and let them down was the worst. I have no excuse for what i did and if i did it's not a good enough of a reason.
I hope you try to forgive me. it was uncalled for and i'm sorry.