It took 10 practice runs.
It took a full component rotator cuff tear, a bulging cervical disc, and a blown knee... Not to mention a vicodin induced fog and a scratched eye...
But in our two-run Twin Turbo Princess Death Match....
Stacey finally put me in the wuss club.
A third run, where we both figured out how to turn the traction control most of the way off as opposed to part way off, netted another one tenth victory to back up her 2nd run win...
Sucks.
At least I still beat her in the civic.

Bob Beamesderfer says they are having a sale at Lane Bryant. Frickin' democrats....