Tired

was at brc yesterday. though i spent most of the trip sleeping it still felt like all my energy was drained out of my system. the day was cloudy but it was humid, dusty, hot and a heady smell of burned tires and leather lingered the air.

met an interesting lady who (i was surprised)was behind the Dare Devil pipes. watched ford and honda car race, ducati race and V's race. with each sharp curve he take my heart skipped. i looked away fearing he'll skid and crash.

i couldn't say i enjoyed my day, it was a so-so thing. honestly? it was not my scene lang.