I was told that I was "dangerous to drive behind," by one of my friends who drove me into the walls. I was also told not the eat the free sausage that was part of the buffet line that the party before us let us dive into once they had eaten their fill. I ignored that advice and regretted it after a few turns on the first race.
I'm headed back to the track tonight with the other obsessed members of our Go Karting team.
My race name is Speedy Mofo, and I am dangerous out there.