Things were busy around the garage early in the day. Plus, Chewy was hungover and didn't feel like getting his picture taken.
So after lunch, he hung out with Jaime, and they got a few shots.
He said, "Rain, fuck the rain, let's ride."
Here he is watching the entrance to the front straight. I think he's yelling something like, "HEY KEVIN, THE THROTTLE IS ON THE RIGHT, DUMBASS"
Hangin out at the exit of the back straight
Back in the garage, Chewy notices my green team sticker and said, "Here's a tip, shut your fucking mouth."
By the end of the day, the lil bastard started hitting on Jaime.
She couldn't resist his charms. After this pic, they disappeared for about an hour. She claims nothing happened, but I don't trust Chewy.
