InDaShop
Dont Tread On Me
Co-driver who is a bad mother. It's a hard job. I don't think I could do it.
You can't miss a turn or a road hazard. You have to tell me the degree of the turn, the sharpness, and whether it opens or closes if it doesnt end normal. Mind you, this all requires you staring at a gps, while on occasions going over 100 mph, going through huge whoops, or sometimes both.
As if that isn't enough, you have to monitor all engine, tranny, fan, and convertor functions. You have to work that in there while you're running the radios, and talking to me and to the pits....and you better not miss a hazard or turn....we might die!!
Oh ya...and if we hit a rock or get a flat, you have to jump out and change that too all on your own. Then you have to get in the car and put the impact away, put your belts on, and close the window net...all while I'm pinning it out so no one passes us. Did I mention you have to work on the car if we break??? Well...you have to do that too.
I forgot to mention that when there is frustrated in the car, the co-dawgs usually take the brunt of that frustration
Basically looking for a mechanic, a navigator, and a therapist. As who ever is in the right seat is usually reassuring the me and talkng me down from about 100 ledges a race.
And lastly one who doesnt get sick and likes to puke in their helmet. OJ for breakfast is a bad idea, so if I have a Gland Slam with eggs, bacon, hashbrowns for breakfast, its probably not such a good idea if you have the same thing to. And if you do puke in your helmet have the courtesy to turn off your intercom, and dont tell me about it afterwards.
Me...steering wheel, gas, brake.....
You can't miss a turn or a road hazard. You have to tell me the degree of the turn, the sharpness, and whether it opens or closes if it doesnt end normal. Mind you, this all requires you staring at a gps, while on occasions going over 100 mph, going through huge whoops, or sometimes both.
As if that isn't enough, you have to monitor all engine, tranny, fan, and convertor functions. You have to work that in there while you're running the radios, and talking to me and to the pits....and you better not miss a hazard or turn....we might die!!
Oh ya...and if we hit a rock or get a flat, you have to jump out and change that too all on your own. Then you have to get in the car and put the impact away, put your belts on, and close the window net...all while I'm pinning it out so no one passes us. Did I mention you have to work on the car if we break??? Well...you have to do that too.
I forgot to mention that when there is frustrated in the car, the co-dawgs usually take the brunt of that frustration
Basically looking for a mechanic, a navigator, and a therapist. As who ever is in the right seat is usually reassuring the me and talkng me down from about 100 ledges a race.
And lastly one who doesnt get sick and likes to puke in their helmet. OJ for breakfast is a bad idea, so if I have a Gland Slam with eggs, bacon, hashbrowns for breakfast, its probably not such a good idea if you have the same thing to. And if you do puke in your helmet have the courtesy to turn off your intercom, and dont tell me about it afterwards.
Me...steering wheel, gas, brake.....
