| I was dressed like a priest for only 5 minutes in Moracco. The locals looked at me like they wanted to kill me. Not cool.
On the third day we raced from Moracco to Barcelona. I have never been so scared in a car in all my life! I feel bad for the Mondeo we rented. I kinda grew attached to it before Dado killed it. And the French police gave me a $90 Euro ticket for Dado's accident involving the cones. I should have put Dado's name on the rental agreement too.
I can't pick which race out the three (Cannonball, Gumball, Players Run) that I liked better. They all had their unique qualities. This latest one was the absolute craziest of the 3 when it came to driving. Hardly any police, light traffic, sick mountain roads, and tons of rain-slicked highways. Fun, fun, fun! |