September 27 2015
Last night I was at the beach. I was sitting at an outside tiki bar eating seafood and drinking white wine. Then my friend came and sat to right of me. I saw her climb onto the stool. She didn't take off her sunglasses and her hair was down.
She ordered a drink and an appetizer. I told her I invited someone to eat with us. She said, "Cool." Then the person I invited, came and stood to the left of me. He didn't sit down right away. He was towering over me, casting a cool shadow over myself and my friend.
He had a worried look in his eyes. He kept looking at me and back at my friend. I picked up on this and said, "You're cool, don't worry my friend doesn't judge or anything." Then he sat down and ordered spaghetti carbonaro. He offered to share some. It was good.
Then the announcer said, "The races will being in 15 minutes. I looked over at my friend and asked her if she would help me get ready. She said yes. I told my guest that I would be right back and that I would get him a helmet.
We I went to the locker rooms where I put on my gear for the dirt bike races. She didn't say anything, but just smiled at me. She was humming a little bit.
I grabbed two helmets and came back to the tiki bar where my guest was dressed and ready to race. I said, "Sweet!" I gave him his helmet and then we finished our meals.
The announcer started talking again. "Racers to your lanes. Two persons wave is coming up. No prior registration needed."
I looked at him and asked, "Is this a joke? We're going to kill this."
So it was time for the tandum races. The rules were first person laps 5 times, then the second person laps the last 5. He said he would go first.
So we started and I swear it was like a cartoon race. Other comptitors were turning the signs around (even though it was a closed course lap race), they were setting ACME land mines down, and painting murals of tunnels, etc.
The 5th lap came up and we were WAY ahead. Maybe because we didn't stop to make booby-traps.
My friend was at the pit stop waiting with water and snacks. Then it was my turn to drive and kick a$$!
We started driving and someone sent a helicopter robot to swarm around our heads and talk mad sh!t to us. I decided to take the next ramp faster and gain more altitude. When I did that, my guest punched the hell out of it. We heard the announcer say, "ooooooooooooooooooo."
My adrenaline was so high that everything started moving in slow motion. We finished the race. I can't recall if we won or not, because all I was thinking about was ordering more spaghetti carbonaro from the tiki bar. It was good.
"Even in the nights I have unpleasant dreams, I am thankful. I get to feel, taste, smell, see, and hear. I have super strength and endurance. It's when my mind is void of this phenomena, when I wake up and remember nothing but a black abyss...those I consider nightmares."