Skid School - Part Deux

So here we are at the "track" - with the demon "skid truck". This baby's back end kicks out more than me after a burrito dinner. And boy, did it kick out.

Here one of us is drifting around the track. I apparently drifted more than most. At the end of my session, our instructor looked at me nicely and said, if we have time at the end, I'll let you try it again. Thanks.

I said it was probably because I was going to fast. She said, when you're not doing it right, it doesn't matter how fast you are going. Thanks again.

And good thing we were here when all the bikers were out murdering or I could imagine them saying, Hey Skid Boy, we'll get you to skid something and it won't be that truck.