Well got out for a short joy ride sunday. Went with friends of mine f7, 600 poo and a new phazer and I had the old war weapon 97 sx 700 piped. Well I talked some smack about beating up on the f7 and the 600 poo. So we found a spot on the lake and played for bit. Took off with the f7 at a roll he could get out on me about 3 sleds and that was it. He hooked a little harder than I could. O well cant get em all. The polaris and the phazer they could take off 8 sleds out and then I go at a roll and chew them up like they where hitched. We rode some more and like all ways on way back to truck on good hard pack me and the f7 went at it again. I blew by him to take the lead then next straight away here he come again pull up beside me and I knew I had nothing for him so I let her have all it had. For some reason I pulled away got back to truck undressed and nothing 10 min went by. Ready to head back the poo shows up says the cat went out for lunch decided to eat a piston. Poor cat could not stay together long enough to keep bragin rights for the day.
