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Seriously. why the hell do people do this?

Father’s Day has been rough to deal with these last 2 years since my dad passed. We’d either go to the races together or at least take in a ball game somewhere. Yesterday was a picture perfect day so Lushie took me out for mini-golf and go-carts at Fun Fore All to get my mind off things and “hey, you’ll be a dad some day!” (no we’re not expecting right now). Mini-golf was fun and usually we have a grudgematch to the very end but she was a tad off and lost by quite a few. I swore i wouldn’t reveal her score.

When we were done we headed to the racetrack for what I thought would be a friendly race. Before we started some snotnosed boy threw a temper tantrum and was screaming “I DONT WANNA RACE!”. Freak kid started stomping around the pit.  Ends up the kid takes the car behind me. green light flashes and we take off. Lushie was in front of me and then *CRACK*. Boy wonder behind me clipped my back side right out of the gate and puts me in the wall. Yeah I wasn’t having this. I caught back up and for the next 2 laps he’s swerving like a drunk driver so no one passes him.  He’s causing wrecks and wreaking havoc, the attendants are yelling at him. I had enough and finally caught back up and bumped the car so he knew I was there. Within 5 seconds I get plowed from behind and rammed into a wall.  Ends up it’s the kid’s dad and he’s screaming “YOU BUMPED MY BOY!!!!” I told him where to stick it and that his son is a terror. The rest of the race this guy is putting me and everyone else into the walls. When the race was over and I got out of my car the guy realized I towered over him and took off.  Asshole dad.

On a more positive note, I finished my classes over the weekend and aced my final. That’s pretty much why I wasn’t online as much the last week or so. Summer vacation is now in effect for the next 4 weeks and it’ll be great to have nights free.

cheers!