Gumball 3000 With Team AnastasiaDate.com: One Hell of a Ride!
“And you get paid for that?” Since I’ve been writing about cars, I’ve heard that phrase plenty of times. And damn, did I hear it a lot over the past few days.
Last week at this time, I was on the Gumball 3000 rally. I think I was in Spain. Over the weekend, a friend who didn’t know I was out of town asked how my week had been. This is what I told him: “Well, I flew to Miami, where I met up with a pair of […] More »
Despite trying to stick to the speed limit, we got pulled over and fined after every toll plaza on the highway. Given that all the fines were due immediately, with cash, you can bet that most of the money was never actually turned over to the local governments.
The assembled cars took turns tearing down the strip the way kids take turns with a swing set at recess, and it’s safe to say everyone felt ten years old.
Despite the debauchery of the flight, Gumball Air arrived safely in Scotland, and even amidst the persistent partying, I was able to catch some shuteye—probably because I’m acclimated to a fair degree of degeneracy, but I’ve spent most of this week tired enough that I could fall asleep if I were being set on fire.