We spent several weeks enduring what can be only described as Hell or somewhere in the city limits of Hell as we waited for our house to be rebuilt (after the bossman tried to destroy it with several successful attempts). During the close encounters with characters such as Edward Teach and Saddam Hussein, we struggled to keep our sanity and could only find comfort in the close reaches of our true friends. Cheers to all of you for listening and caring during our time of despair...we miss you!
To keep up company morale, we spent most of our free time (not worrying about our house) and staying wide eyed at the drag strip (far away from the flames) but close enough to smell the rubber and nitrous. Our thanks to MaMa for putting up with three crazed escaped homeless and providing room and board---and free meals. We wouldn't have made it without you.
A picture story below that showcases the few times we managed a smile or two, this is only because of the great friends and company we chose to keep---thanks again to all of you! You know who you are, we are here for you if you ever need us!
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