Slots of Doom
During the winter, it takes copious doses of stupidity to keep me from going batshit insane. That's why I and my youthful companion Hawkspawn headed north Sunday to join a group of like-minded individuals at Lucky Bob's Slot Car shop in Milwaukee, for the 3rd Annual Slots of Doom sponsored by the Primates Car Club. Believe me, nothing calms a Stage 4 case of cabin fever like high speed, 1/24 scale road rage. Skoal!
sorry I missed the 3rd installment.
"This track is for Burnouts"-- classic.
Ah takes me back once again to Tom Thumb Hobbies in Evanston IL in the days of yore.
Posted by: cratedigger | February 26, 2008 at 01:14 PM
Snooze ya lose, Cratedigger! Sorry I didn't give you advanced warning.
Funniest moment: when I was driving the Pikachu car and flipped it hard off the track in turn one, right into Trevor's nardsack.
Second funniest: Carl's spotting at the top of the track, and says "does anyone think it's weird that I'm masturbating right now?"
Posted by: iowahawk | February 26, 2008 at 06:04 PM
I didn't know that Slot Car Tracks still existed! God I loved going to our local place back in the late 60's where I could race my own Mako Shark Vette! Alas, I was not of legal working age so my budget was severly limited. I was amazed at the adults that would come in with their tackle boxes full of cars, parts, controllers, etc.
Hey, Thanks for the Memories! I think I'll go see if I can find my "Young Rascals" album and enjoy some tunes.
Posted by: cheeseball | March 06, 2008 at 08:47 PM