The road to work down on the south end of town was merely wet and not at all slippery. Not that it didn't mean the cars in front of me decided to go 25 mph instead of 45.
Edit: Holy crap the old stuff in this thread is hilarious. Clearly, this is from before I started breaking motors at the track.
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Last edited by sperry; 2011-02-16 at 10:52 AM.
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