The day that picture was taken. Blargh. I was at an SCCA Nationals event in Atwater and it must've been like 100 degrees.
It was more like a dog panting than trying to make engine noises. I hated everything about that day including the picture.
Nothing feels more disgusting than sitting in a car, no A/C, covered in sunblock. It just feels gross.
And trying to focus on driving your car to the limit. Ugh. I did so poorly that day at one point I came to the finish and my fists were pounding on the steering wheel.
One of the assholes announcing said something that really bugged me over the PA. "Whoa, look at Sarah go! She must be pissed!"
I didn't even bring my car back to the paddock..I think I left in running and ran into the trailer looking to beat the shit out of the guy announcing.
It wasn't bad enough that I had a shitty run but to hear my shit mood reflected by some dipshit put me over the top.
I used the word shit a lot in that sentence.
All in all, I really think I've learned a lot from the anger management classes.
Yes those anger management classes really seem to work for you!
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