Guess what I am doing Saturday??? Nope,,,,,not having sex. Guess again!!! You got it! I am going to the track on Saturday!

The background:

I have only been to the track one time in my life. I had no idea what I was doing there when I went. I was freaking lost. I made three runs and the best that I could do was a 14.4. My car, as you all know, is stock.

The wish:

My wish is that I do a 13.99. Will it happen? Nope. Know why? Scroll down:

The failure:

It won't happen because my life is desinged for disappointment. That's how I know I won't get it.

The likely outcome:

14.99. That's what I am expecting. Why? Because life, for some odd reason, loves kicking me in the *****. It has a way of destroying my wishes.

My boundless optimism:

Even though I know I am going to get kicked in the ***** and turn in a lousy time, I also can't help having the feeling that this is going to be the one where I finally get what I want.

This is the Sandy Murphy factor. Sandy was a girl in high school that I wanted to date. I, sadly, could only admire Sandy from afar. I gazed upon her in my freshman math class. Like a star, she glistened from across the room. I loved her all through high school, but she never knew it. I would find reasons to "accidently" run into her in the hall. My non-verbal body language was beckoning her to me. I never asked her out. She was "all that." Ever since Sandy, life has been handing me set back after set back, so I expect a good solid 14.99 time at the track on Saturday.

I curse Sandy Murphy to eternal fire and damnation, because she will be the reason that I have wheel hop and miss a gear.

If I had only had Sandy, I would have had a Porshe, mansion and endless years of wild, untamed sex. But instead, I will be running my neon to a blistering 14.99 on Saturday. Thanks, Sandy!

 

wow it was like you read my mind and then typed on here for everyone to see LOL

 

You know what they say....once you get kicked in the ***** you cryand hold em for a few minutes while you think of a way to repercussion the incident. You my friend need "armour" an athletic protector. Arm yourself with the knowledge and you will beat sandy Murphy and murphy's Law all together. "Anything that can happen, will". To this day the law is known and has become an accepted theory of mine. All the wordslaying you can do will not prep you for this enourmous feat of which you must conquer. The people who befriend you here carry the torch of knowledge that can lead you the winner's circle and rub that smirk off Sandy's face. You will go forward with no fear and do your best because at the end of the day you knew you did your best and you can only do better, not worse. So with that to say, kick some *** for every member in this forum.

 

anyhow I use a practice tree... Its your reaction time that can let your times slip...

 

Actually your reaction time has nothing to do with your quarter mile time. your time doesnt start till after you leave the second sensor. so unless your racing against the other driver your reaction time doesnt matter.

 

Yeah thats true I shoulda asked if he was attempting a bracket race or something...[8D]

 

Well,............. do I wish you good luck racing or just hope you survive the weekend?

Just so ya know, we've all had our Sandy Murphies. Myself? Several. Worst part about one of mine is; I knew one of my Sandy's really liked me and I was just too shy to make a move. She was our homecoming Queen. So you know she was very pretty and popular. I just saw her at my 20 yr class reunion 2 yrs ago. It was awkward. We just looked at each other as we spoke with that look of "what if". It was great (to see her) and terrible all at the same time. BTW, she still looks good. Another Sandy of mine was a neighborhood girl I had a crush on. She also liked me. Shoulda, woulda, coulda...........didn't. Just heard about 2 month's ago, she and her daughter were killed in a car accident back in my home town. Very sad. You should know that I do not hold "the Sandy's" responsible for what has gone right or wrong in my life. That is all on me, and I'd like to think I've learned something from these experiences.

Sometimes however, things do go our way. Another potential Sandy who turned me down the first time I asked her out, ended up as my wife, going on 15 years now. Can't dwell on the past.

Keep your head on straight and you should do fine at the track. This last time I went to the track, I made 9 runs total. the first few were 14. oh's. Of 9, only 3 were in the 13's. Ya just gotta get in the groove. It will take some trying. Wanna hear something funny? On one run, my wheels hopped so bad the steering column was shaking so much that the windshield wipers turned themselves on. That's some bad hop!

Well, good luck!

 

I have yet the same situation but totally different too. My Sandy in life is my ex girlfriend Lorien. Things got tough at one point and time and I was too young, immature and friggin' stupid to fix the situation and it all fell apart... still haunts me to this day, but instead of failing, I drive harder, push my skills to the limit, let the speed carry it all away; I don't know why but maybe it's me somehow trying to run from the sitaution or the shear anger of my loss .

A Word of advice instead of letting her bring you down, harness that pain and anguish and use it for good. Every event in your life has a silver lining if you know where to look for it... good luck to you my friend and we all here share your pain one way or another!

 

I know a chick named Sandy thats fat and ugly and u could probably score her if u tried, hope that makes u feel better.

 

wow got boost i think you left out the f&f quote i see way to often on car forums "I live my life a quarter mile at a time.... cause for those 10** seconds or less nothing else matters..."


**in the case of wordslayer change 10seconds to 16.....