If buying a truck and towing your competition car is the equivalent of eating your steamed broccoli, then my philosophy of “fun cars all the time” is probably akin to eating cookies for every single meal. Thoughts on why trucks suck, and what I’d eventually get as a truck when I’m forced to tow a…

The 2017 Detroit Region Solo Planning meeting was… lackluster. Over the past couple of days, I pondered the volunteer drain for DRSCCA autocross events, and did some number crunching to compare what we do here in Detroit and NWOR to Chicago and Milwaukee Regions.

At Pirate Swing, I come to the realization that my interest in swing dancing is flat out gone. The end of an era…

If given the choice, what would you rather have? A C5 Corvette Z06, or the ability to fuck off to any part of the world at a moment’s notice? I pontificate on the gilded cage that my Corvette Z06 has become, as I empty my Fuck You Fund in order to buy it.

Well, it has finally come to pass. The very first car that I had ever bought brand new, the car that has taken me on countless road trips, the car I beat the crap out of around Hallett at a couple of Miatas at Hallett events, the car that was my first ride as I…

Autocross keeps getting in the way of everything. I think it’s time to dial things back just a tad such that I can keep and maintain the friendships I have with people that aren’t part of my autocross-centric world.

When the Blytheville Pro got canceled, I decided to head down to Champaign and instead attend my “10” year high school reunion. As it turns out, I was glad I got the chance to see some old faces and reestablish a common baseline.