Marty called me back. He drove by it today and..in his words: "It's pretty F'n muddy out there..." He said to hold on to hope. He's gonna actually go in to the track tomorrow morning and see. He said to give him a call.
So, we got a few options:
1. Sit home with thumb up a$$ (Could be fun depending on the size of your thumb.) :blush:
2. Stay home and work on honey-do list (definite no-no...why do today what you can put off until retirement ) :thumbsdn:
3. Take a chance, go out there, and have a muddy-a$$, practically unrideable day :bonk:
4. Take a chance, go out there, and maybe...just maybe...enjoy the hell out of it! :excuseme:
What say you guys?











