A buddy received this unsolicited email and wanted a smart ass reply to it. So I naturally thought of ATOT. Help a brother out.
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Dave,
If you need someone to do a write up on the race for the magazine, I will volunteer. Here's something I wrote about my TT ride...(only as if I were driving)
Breathe?breathe. My heart pumps against the five point harness, snug on my chest. Wish it would slow down?breathe. High octane fumes fill my nose as I take a deep breath from the air pumped into my helmet. Check the gauges. Temps are fine. The tach surges?truck torques with every rev. Dust lingers as the competitor in front of me dwindles away. I roll towards the start line?.30 seconds?breathe. I wiggle my fingers. Gripping the steering wheel in one hand, I slam the tinted visor closed with my other, eyes glued to the starting light. ?Here we go guys!? I scream, pushing the radio button. My voice vibrates in my helmet. Sweat soaks my skin. Silence. Hot. Dizzy?.breathe. Everything seems slow. The light turns green?
With a rush of reality, like coming out of a bad dream, I?m pressed against the seat as I mash the gas. All I can see is the light blue sky over the fiberglass hood. Time pauses again. Bliss. With needle point accuracy the bubble explodes. ROAR. VIBRATION. The rear tires dig. The truck surges, as if I?ve been rear ended?.second gear?I crack a smile.
There are other blogs I've written about racing on my sponsorhouse site....link is in my signature.
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Steve and Jennifer Johnson - http://www.teamjohnsonoffroad.com/
http://www.loopd.com/members/Johnson954/Default.aspx
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Dave,
If you need someone to do a write up on the race for the magazine, I will volunteer. Here's something I wrote about my TT ride...(only as if I were driving)
Breathe?breathe. My heart pumps against the five point harness, snug on my chest. Wish it would slow down?breathe. High octane fumes fill my nose as I take a deep breath from the air pumped into my helmet. Check the gauges. Temps are fine. The tach surges?truck torques with every rev. Dust lingers as the competitor in front of me dwindles away. I roll towards the start line?.30 seconds?breathe. I wiggle my fingers. Gripping the steering wheel in one hand, I slam the tinted visor closed with my other, eyes glued to the starting light. ?Here we go guys!? I scream, pushing the radio button. My voice vibrates in my helmet. Sweat soaks my skin. Silence. Hot. Dizzy?.breathe. Everything seems slow. The light turns green?
With a rush of reality, like coming out of a bad dream, I?m pressed against the seat as I mash the gas. All I can see is the light blue sky over the fiberglass hood. Time pauses again. Bliss. With needle point accuracy the bubble explodes. ROAR. VIBRATION. The rear tires dig. The truck surges, as if I?ve been rear ended?.second gear?I crack a smile.
There are other blogs I've written about racing on my sponsorhouse site....link is in my signature.
__________________
Steve and Jennifer Johnson - http://www.teamjohnsonoffroad.com/
http://www.loopd.com/members/Johnson954/Default.aspx
