![]() ![]() ![]() There was still 100 miles to go and we had to get to Vegas by 4pm to claim our press suite for the Mint 400. The sky was full of screaming bats and my attorney, the Samoan, was pouring beer on his chest. We were somewhere on the edge of the desert when the drugs took hold.
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