Final post, folks.
Thanks to my family.
Thanks to all for your encouragement and kind words.
Thanks Camp & Brew for your hospitality.
Thanks to all who bought my crappy and cartoonish shirts. Seeing you wear them was like hearing your hit song on the radio for the first time. (Thanks, Kevin)
Thanks to all at IMS and IndyCar for everything.
I hope I have entertained and lived up to expectations.
See you next year.
Maybe.
Dedicated to Dad and Miles...
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Cursing and foul language is fine...even encouraged here. In fact, I think cussing is fucking wonderful.
Just remember...this is MY house, and I will not be insulted or maliciously messed with here.
Good-natured ribbing is cool, but if you and I don't have some kind of previous relationship, you had best mind your fucking manners or I will relegate you to the intardnets dustbin for being a cunt.
To know me is to love me.
Or something.
Maybe.