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First Build - "Lucifer"

I'm also 48. Too old to be cool and too young to get away with complaining about being "old".
Not sure if it's genetics, beating the crap out of myself or both, but I feel closer to 68 than 48.
And I mean physical mileage, certainly not maturity. Think of it like a car that isn't very old, but has 380k mi and been in a few fender benders.
I have a buddy in AZ who's about 60 and even with a busted back, he's way more fit and active than I am or have been for the last 10 yrs.
And he also drinks beer every day.
Drives me nuts. Both mine and my wife's grandmother's both smoked, drank and ate like crap their whole lives and they weighed 100 lbs wet and lived to 90.
Maybe I need to start drinking.
 
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Yeah, I hear ya @RichterScale. I have some friends who smoke, drink and eat like crap and they weigh about 130lbs. I haven't drank in about 26 years, I don't eat fast food or heavily processed foods, I've never smoked in my life and I've also never done drugs (I know, hard to believe, but true). When I got married 24 years ago I was 120lbs, today I'm holding a steady 230lbs no matter what I do. Wouldn't be so bad if I was 6'-4" or something, but at 5'-10" it's a bit "heavy". My boss is in his 80s and is in better shape than I was at 30. The guy makes his own wine, farms bees, all kinds of crazy crap like that. I look at him and think "Yup, I'm doomed, prolly die tomorrow...." :meh:
 
There's that classic old people's joke: if you wake up in the morning and nothing hurts then there's a good chance you probably died during the night.

Another old young guy here. I'm only 46 but I've been doing physical jobs since I left school and the body is starting to feel it now. I struggle to imagine making it through another 40 years!
 
and all those years as a young lad doing drywall and getting sanding dust in them non-stop. :meh:
I definitely commiserate and confirm this.

I spent 15 of my youthful years as a granite/ marble fabricator & sculptor... with a naive aversion to any sort of PPE. :confused:
Now... at 56 ... I need cataract surgery. :dead: oops.

Funny story... I remember one time I DID have safety glasses on. I was flame texturing some granite with an acetylene torch. A flying molten chip of feldspar hit me in the forehead... bounced off the INSIDE of my safety glasses... and into my eyeball. o_O
....cataracts. :(
 
I definitely commiserate and confirm this.

I spent 15 of my youthful years as a granite/ marble fabricator & sculptor... with a naive aversion to any sort of PPE. :confused:
Now... at 56 ... I need cataract surgery. :dead: oops.

Funny story... I remember one time I DID have safety glasses on. I was flame texturing some granite with an acetylene torch. A flying molten chip of feldspar hit me in the forehead... bounced off the INSIDE of my safety glasses... and into my eyeball. o_O
....cataracts. :(
Oh yeah, my last few years they were starting to enforce all these OSHA regs, mainly on dust masks and eye protection. But as drywall finishers, we were exempted from the eye protection by our local jurisdiction while wearing a dust mask because the glasses would just fog up, and get covered in sanding dust, and you literally couldn't see a thing. So yeah, even when they started forcing us to protect our eyes, we found a way out of it. :meh:
 
Man you guys sound old. :D I'm so glad I'm in a different boat. I've smoked, drank, fought, philandered, adulterated, done every drug I could get my hands on and all with no adverse effects by age 50. Except for the three heart attacks, diabetes, open heart surgery, crippling OCD, plantar's fasciitis, gout and herniated discs. Oh and sausage dysfunction. :cigar:
 
Man you guys sound old. :D I'm so glad I'm in a different boat. I've smoked, drank, fought, philandered, adulterated, done every drug I could get my hands on and all with no adverse effects by age 50. Except for the three heart attacks, diabetes, open heart surgery, crippling OCD, plantar's fasciitis, gout and herniated discs. Oh and sausage dysfunction. :cigar:

"Oh and sausage dysfunction. :cigar:"....

Live hard...die soft....
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:D
 
All I know is last year when everyone was talking about COVID symptoms, tired, achy, headache, feverish, I was thinking WTH? That just sounds like Tuesday. How do I know if I’m sick?
So much this ^^^^ :roflmao:
I laugh all the time about that joke "You ever get a leg cramp and you think 'this is it, this is how I go'." :laugh:

So yeah, this weekend was lame to say the least. We took the racecar to the Speedway for "round 2" of my campaign to win "Rookie of the Year". But things went sideways in a hurry, literally! I always use practice to kind of "find the edge", I mean, that's what it's for right? It's practice, you go out there and figure things out. This is still a pretty new car to me, we've really only raced it twice. I made about three laps, not really up to full speed yet, set the car into turn 3 pretty hot (trying to find that edge of "this is too hot") and she came around on me. I did what you're taught to do, just lock it down and hold the brake, let everyone go around you. moving in this instance is bad because guys are expecting you to hold still. Here's a series of photos taken by the track photographer, what happened here was that the entire slowed and worked their way around me......except that last guy.....who came from over half a lap away, still under full throttle and drove straight into me UNDER YELLOW!!!
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And the end result -
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I know, hard to see, because it was the other side. But the wrecker was the last ride back to my pit stall. From there we had to figure out how to put it in the trailer. The fun part about an enclosed trailer is when you tear the car up, you then have to get it in the box! :meh:
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Here's a pic back at the shop, all unloaded and laying in her spot -
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Wheel, brake rotor, spindle, shock, upper a arm, all junk. The impact ripped the door bar out of the frame (you can see that in the previous pic, it's just a "rub rail" down the side of the car, keeps the decals from getting torn up) and caved in a section of the body behind the front tire.
So that pretty much ends my season. We didn't get to participate in this event and now we are so far behind in the points that we can't make it up, the math doesn't add up, we literally can't get there from here. Since I was already using a borrowed engine, there's no point in risking that borrowed engine when we can't achieve our goal anyways. So I'm pulling the plug on this season, we'll go camping or something.

Anyways, back to bass stuff.... :thumbsdown: :rage: :mad:
 
Yeah, that sucks. I once saw some dudes fighting in the pits over something that had happened on the track and I was like "it's racing, why would you get so fired up? just race and be done with it, put your tensions on the track", but now I have a whole new perspective. :D
 
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