To everyone's suprise in the SS camp we were awaken last night by the sound of closing doors and the loud clacking of piston slap from Detroit iron. Well at 3:30 in the morning nothing makes sense so I just dismissed it. Johnny's military history has him up at the butt crack of dawn and that means everyone's up since were in this stupid hauler.
Noone was in the parking lot, noone. 'You mean I drove all the way down here for nothin'. There were cars on the track yesterday, I have proof. Well I think Spanky still has it on his phone. Now what was I thinking buying this Grand Sport Vette.

Track officials said to leave it on the trailer till they get the word from OldSchool Speedshop.
To be continued over at Spanky's Speedshop...........