After I was taken out at the finish line, I likened myself to this:
Which, in turn, has given me Day Four of this:

Thank goodness for the little things like this:

And the fact that I have a rear end that looks as good as this:

Otherwise more people might be in danger of having stiletto poky stab marks up and down their backs. Now if only I could get my damn plates...
2 comments:
whoa, those are some bad-a racing stripes (the ones on your knee, i mean).
i love your stripes!!! that is a hoooooot car!
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