Four in attendance today - myself, Frank Marino, Jon Mason and Handel Williams.
Great food, fine coffee and scintillating conversation (well, one out of three ain't bad) whiled away the hours while the track dryers did their job.
Pole dancers raised the temperature at the end of the day...
And at 7-00pm (really - 7-00pm), they called it a day and made it an official rain-off. So close at times - we were up the front of the grid, most others gave up, but the four horsemen against the Apocalypse were gracious in defeat and are unable to gloat over the points scored in the absence of lesser contenders
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BTW one Horseman had to hold the camera...
...and no, I didn't get any pics of the pole dancers.
And the front Chrysler Neons thought they were going out on slicks! God knows what was hidden under their innocuous looking hoods...?