Dear Ron, Ken, "Knuckle Dragger", Judy and (of course) KATIE!
Fear not, fellow eccentrics! I still have a garage full of antique British
Steel (And Al-YEW-min-e-um) to tinker with. And, Judy, I'm back home in
Tallahassee, Florida (aka The Center of the Universe).
However, Katie is correct. . . There is a female involved. Her name is
Anne, but thanks to a certain "Special" head-dress contributed by that evil
Tracy Lewis, we mostly call her "The Dixie Chicken" or just "Bok." She was
driving an H-Stock Honda Accord with an automatic (gasp!) when we met. It was
a good car, but it lacked a certain "joie de vivre." (WOW! Look at me talk
Franch!) Whilst Lucretia was at Dr. Jackson's British Car Hospital and
Drinking Emporium undergoing a heart transplant, we traded the Honder in on a
little screamer Goobaru coupe.
Lucretia is alive and well again, and will be our primary autocrosser for the
next season. To paraphrase what Sir Winston said, "I shall never, ever
quit!"
The Goobaru? Well, Anne mostly terrorizes the citizenry on Thomasville Road
with it. Ya just gotta love a gal that truly thinks those "Speed Limit" signs
are just suggestions. . .
Peace, Love & Pushrods-
JDK
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