As far as "outing" the guy, I just wanted my ten bucks. It was an inflation-adjusted version of the movie "Better Off Dead".
Huh. That wasn't super-funny. But it was true.
You owe me ten dollars. It doesn't matter if I'm going to eat my only meal of the day with the money or if I'm going to burn it in the fireplace. Pay up.
I'm assuming you are Timothy Middleton, living in New Jersey and affiliated with The Daily Hoon. If you aren't, now would be a good time to say so and save that guy some difficulty.
I entered the pits with the overall lead. Sam, our crew chief, spilled fuel, but he didn't see it happen. So he told me there hadn't been any fuel spilled. If you know Sam, you know that he is about the most honest guy out there. So I was furious. I left the enduro and drove directly to Canada, where I had a date waiting. Sam called me and told me that someone else had seen the spill. We take safety seriously so that settled the matter for me.
We we 4:44 out of first place overall in that race. But if we can't race safe, we don't deserve to win. I owe you a beer and an apology.
My article about the race, mentioning the fuel spill: [www.thetruthaboutcars.com]
Seriously, there was a purple Neon color, this isn't it.
I like my Neon. Built it from a shell. Myself. We qualified it 5th out of 23 in the NASA National Championships a few years back.
We're gonna take this fight to the streets, yo. Loh's too light to fight but I'm going to have my girlfriend drop him like Letty dropped Lance.