2 hours earlier tonite

Because Iowa is so rad, its been 70f - 80f for weeks.

So finally, after oil changes, funerals, yard work, fucking, welding, bicycle repair, missing employees, bomb scares, fire bombings, dog ear infections, art, van shit, cleaning gutters, birthdays, St Paddys, smoking, drinking, broken camera, heartburn, periods, spring break, shitty drivers, and other bullshit. I got a few hours before work to go out on my fire breathing loud as fuck faster then your bike ZX10R.

Holy shit Im so happy.

Then on my way back into the city, I spied lights coming from the Pavilion. As soon as I pulled around the corner I could smell race gas. I love the smell of race gas.

This was my first time at a mini-tractor pull, and I gotta say it was kinda gay. 

So fucking neat for the first five minutes, if only they could spice it up some how.

Great couple of hours. Kinda makes up for the vomit I had to clean up this morning.

Time to drink.