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You know you\'re a racer if....
Got this from s2ki.com, who got it from somewhere else...
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You know you're a race car driver when:
-You think the primary purpose of wings is to PREVENT flight.
-You are happiest when your street car's tires are worn to "racing depth".
-When something falls off of your car, you wonder how much weight you just saved.
-Your racing budget exceeds your housing payment.
-Your email address refers to your car rather than to you.
-You walk "proper lines" through the grocery store.
-You measure all family acquisitions in terms of the number of race tires that could have been purchased. (EG: You know well that orthodontic work is the equivalent of three sets of Hoosiers.)
-Your Christmas list begins with "another set of Porterfield Rs4s and Toyo RA1's" (and your 'significant other' knows what these are).
-After your answer to "What did you do this weekend?" the next question is always: "And you do this for fun? Right?"
-Your reading material in your bathroom consists of auto parts and racing supply catalogs.
-Your criteria for selecting a significant other include their auto repair skills and garage space, then your first date involves asking her to crew for you.
-You plan your wedding around the race schedule.
-You remember the dates and details of every race you've ever been in, but can't remember your phone number.
-Your family brings the couch into the garage so they can spend some time with you.
-You complain when cars in front of you on highway off-ramps don't stay on the line, causing your exit speed to drop.
-You refer to the corner down the street from your house as "Turn One."
-You look at the fire hydrant at that corner and see an apex marker.
-You always late apex the intersection and try to pass a few cars coming out.
-You hate long distance drives to visit relatives of to go on vacation, but you will gladly drive 800 miles to the race track.
-You save broken car parts as "mementos".
-Your last several freeway forays included just brushing the curbs as you apexed the on-ramps perfectly.
-You have the Tire Rack programmed on your speed dialer.
-You know the "racing line" of every turn in your daily commute, including your alternate routes, and practice hitting them every day.
-After you tell your wife where you'd like to go on your vacation she answers: "Why... is there a race there?"
Got this from s2ki.com, who got it from somewhere else...
You know you're a race car driver when:
-You think the primary purpose of wings is to PREVENT flight.
-You are happiest when your street car's tires are worn to "racing depth".
-When something falls off of your car, you wonder how much weight you just saved.
-Your racing budget exceeds your housing payment.
-Your email address refers to your car rather than to you.
-You walk "proper lines" through the grocery store.
-You measure all family acquisitions in terms of the number of race tires that could have been purchased. (EG: You know well that orthodontic work is the equivalent of three sets of Hoosiers.)
-Your Christmas list begins with "another set of Porterfield Rs4s and Toyo RA1's" (and your 'significant other' knows what these are).
-After your answer to "What did you do this weekend?" the next question is always: "And you do this for fun? Right?"
-Your reading material in your bathroom consists of auto parts and racing supply catalogs.
-Your criteria for selecting a significant other include their auto repair skills and garage space, then your first date involves asking her to crew for you.
-You plan your wedding around the race schedule.
-You remember the dates and details of every race you've ever been in, but can't remember your phone number.
-Your family brings the couch into the garage so they can spend some time with you.
-You complain when cars in front of you on highway off-ramps don't stay on the line, causing your exit speed to drop.
-You refer to the corner down the street from your house as "Turn One."
-You look at the fire hydrant at that corner and see an apex marker.
-You always late apex the intersection and try to pass a few cars coming out.
-You hate long distance drives to visit relatives of to go on vacation, but you will gladly drive 800 miles to the race track.
-You save broken car parts as "mementos".
-Your last several freeway forays included just brushing the curbs as you apexed the on-ramps perfectly.
-You have the Tire Rack programmed on your speed dialer.
-You know the "racing line" of every turn in your daily commute, including your alternate routes, and practice hitting them every day.
-After you tell your wife where you'd like to go on your vacation she answers: "Why... is there a race there?"
