Doesn’t matter one way or the other to me when it costs 500-1k to open one. The card hobby is just another form of gambling anymore. I garunteee you put that money into the market and you make money vs flushing on some random auto of a guy that doesn’t even play for the team he’s picture with anymore.
Yes. It’s unfortunate and I don’t know if there is a fix other than starting something on your own. Vetting drivers as you go and removing the problem drivers until you get a group of guys with a similar mindset that you enjoy racing with. Might mean you have smaller fields but I’d rather race with 15-20 quality guys than a full field where half of them race like clowns and think they know what’s up but in reality don’t know what they are doing.
@TheJordanHyland@KennyBrady33 When they made the aero changes to the truck and made them easy to drive it took the skill gap out and allowed the low skill guys to race closer together which just creates problems because they don’t have the race craft to match the speed.
All I know, is that I’m on the side that doesn’t kill anyone, nor celebrates the killing of anyone, nor fantasizes about the killing of anyone...
…just for winning an election
That’s what side I’m on.
In the event he’s traded the agent and player have already discussed what he would and would not agree too Sal’s far as deal terms go and where he would and would not want to go team wise. They have the tag signed by Pickens locked and loaded ready to be sent if that is indeed what happens. No shot they are sitting there on their hands just waiting to see what happens.
I guarantee whatever paperwork needed for whatever situation comes about has already been signed and is ready to be sent. They have perimeters in place for all situations so they can execute whatever deal they need to while the clock is ticking. No way it would work otherwise. It’s just a matter of making a few calls to confirm with all parties.
The astronauts. Their ride around the Moon.
The Artemis II astronauts pose for a group photo after viewing their Orion spacecraft — which they named Integrity — in the well deck of USS John P. Murtha following their splashdown.
I was flying Southwest from Dallas to New York. Three rows ahead of me, there was a young soldier in uniform. He looked barely 18. He was staring straight ahead, gripping the armrests. He looked nervous. When the drink cart came around, the flight attendant asked him what he wanted. 'Coke, please,' he said. 'Heading home?' she asked kindly. 'No, ma'am,' he said. 'Deploying. First time.' The whole row went quiet. The flight attendant didn't say a word. she handed him his Coke. Then, she got on the PA system. 'Ladies and gentlemen, we have a very special guest in Row 8 today. Private Miller is on his first deployment to serve our country. Since I can't buy him a drink, I’m going to ask a favor. If you want to write him a note of encouragement, pass it forward.' I grabbed a napkin. I wrote: 'You got this. Stay safe. - A dad from Row 12.' I watched as napkins traveled up the aisle. Napkins, receipts, pages torn from books. By the time we landed, the soldier had a pile of paper on his tray table three inches high. He stood up to get his bag, and he was wiping his eyes. He carefully packed every single scrap of paper into his rucksack. 'Thank you,' he told the flight attendant. 'No,' she said. 'Thank you.' We all walked off that plane a little quieter, reminded that freedom is just a word until you meet the kid who is defending it.
Credit: Margie Lee