"They're coming again!"
"Already?"
"Shit, watch out!"
The loud bumble bee buzzing of engines being flogged full out coming down the straight heading right at us. The scraping of dirt under foot as the rider leaned down into the turn, pushing his steel skid plate boot down to get the brake-less bike around the flat corner of the track. A rooster tail of dirt shot out, and I caught a rock on my chin.
"Damn he was close!"
"Here comes the other one..."
100 miles per hour, two riders struggled to pass the other for 2nd place. Speed, and go into the corner risking spinning out or ease into it and catch up on the straightaway?
That would be too easy.
I've always loved vintage/antique photography. I used to have a good sized collection, which went missing during one of my moves. Well, now I can have all the vintage pictures I want, because I finally got around to figuring out how to make faux vintage photos in photoshop. Cool, eh? Here's the original picture:
