After a while the crispy fall air had bitten hard into my bare hands and I jumped into the Laurel for a quick reheat. Meanwhile some of the newer guys had a veteran show them the course before everyone set out to drift. Mind you, there were already people drifting. The screams of burning tires was reverberating through the steep mountains and I could see the flickering of headlights amongst the foliage above us. It was pretty cool. Continue reading
A friend of many people and local visitor of the touge had set up a small event for a handful of people to attend. Mainly to gather friends and have a blast before the un-drivable snow covered roads of winter came. However, this event also marked his last day or night on the mountains with a specific car.
That car, a big body sedan, a Crown, and with various splashes of personal touches, lately had became quite popular on the internet and in magazines.