Dagzilla

Sunday Billy and Graham (no, not Billy Graham, that AND is extremly critical here) picked us up in their motor home (not the bedroom/surfboard storage room) travelling from San Francisco to Mexico for two weeks of surfing. We motored up to Blacks beach and hit the waves in the early afternoon. Graham lent me his [...]

My work took us to a big indoor race track called Miramar Speedway. There were 8 of us racing – all the guys I work with plus my boss and my roomate Joe. I had the best lap time of everyone – 37 seconds – a mere 7 seconds shy of the track record. [...]