Post by zackbandyr12 on Jun 21, 2007 0:21:02 GMT -5
A racecar drivers life, it may take you two minutes to read this, but if you do not take the time then you are one of the people this post is talking about.
You stay up for 16 hours
He's been up for 24 straight working to go racing.
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You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
The thrill of hearing that engine roar keeps him up.
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You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.
He's chilled to the bone, hasnt eaten all day, has the flu, and then races his heart out.
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You drink your coffee on your way to the mall.
He drives 15 hours to the next track drinking a coke to stay awake.
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You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He walks back to the trailor after tearing up his car.
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You complain about how hot it is.
He wears 30 pounds of gear in the middle of July and climbs in a 140 degree racecar.
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You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
He smashes his hair with his helmet.
_________________________
You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He has to travel 500 miles in the middle of the night with a torn up racecar just for 2 thousand dollars...if he wins.
__________________________
You criticize your local drivers and say they're nothing but dumbass rednecks.
He puts his life on the line to entertain a crowd of 2,500 people.
__________________________
You hear the jokes about fallen drivers and say they should have known better.
He knows that one inch to close to the next car and it could result in death.
__________________________
You see the bright lights when you go by.
He sees the heartbreak, blood, sweat, and tears put into this sport.
__________________________
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes his spare time to wash the racecar at a local carwash in some unknown town.
__________________________
You sit there and judge him, saying the that its a waste of money to go around in circles.
But its not the money. It's the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat. It's a drivers life.
You stay up for 16 hours
He's been up for 24 straight working to go racing.
_________________________
You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
The thrill of hearing that engine roar keeps him up.
__________________________
You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.
He's chilled to the bone, hasnt eaten all day, has the flu, and then races his heart out.
__________________________
You drink your coffee on your way to the mall.
He drives 15 hours to the next track drinking a coke to stay awake.
__________________________
You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He walks back to the trailor after tearing up his car.
_________________________
You complain about how hot it is.
He wears 30 pounds of gear in the middle of July and climbs in a 140 degree racecar.
__________________________
You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
He smashes his hair with his helmet.
_________________________
You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He has to travel 500 miles in the middle of the night with a torn up racecar just for 2 thousand dollars...if he wins.
__________________________
You criticize your local drivers and say they're nothing but dumbass rednecks.
He puts his life on the line to entertain a crowd of 2,500 people.
__________________________
You hear the jokes about fallen drivers and say they should have known better.
He knows that one inch to close to the next car and it could result in death.
__________________________
You see the bright lights when you go by.
He sees the heartbreak, blood, sweat, and tears put into this sport.
__________________________
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes his spare time to wash the racecar at a local carwash in some unknown town.
__________________________
You sit there and judge him, saying the that its a waste of money to go around in circles.
But its not the money. It's the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat. It's a drivers life.
