When I was a young girl, I always thought I would grow up to be a Princess. However, in order to DO that, it required marrying a Prince. The problem was, there weren’t too many princes around my neighborhood.
Finally, with chin held high, I had to drop down to my second dream, becoming a race car driver. I always LOVED the sound of a Hemi when she was revving, the smell of the tires screeching out, as the neighborhood boys would continuiously do to impress us girls, and of course…”The Need for SPEED”.
Now, I KNOW what you’re thinking, “Sooz, THAT’S a BOY dream, you should have played with Barbies and done crafts”. Gag me with a spoon… Actually, I was a Tomboy, still am, and I have always wanted to drive a formula one race car.
Tomorrow, I get a chance to actualize THAT dream. A friend of mine who works at the track, called and invited me to come down, watch him drive, and then take over the reigns for a few trips around the track. I was soooo excited, I almost Orgasmed right there in my pants.
Just think of it, ME in a Formula One, Helmut on, Track Suit on, (Which by the way I will look Mah-vel-ous in), flying around the track. OMG, I almost CAME again. I can’t wait until tomorrow.
I will let all of you know about my experience once I complete the task. Wish me luck. I am going to picture myself in an actual race, which OF COURSE, I will win. Hey, I can dream, can’t I?