COM license helps local driver SCORE!

[rajito]

We need a tabloid version of The Drift magazine for this guy's ramblings.
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Ron Adams Jr.
to Alex, Tristan, Charles, IDPRacing
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I was at the Prudential/Copley the other day shopping at Saks, and found
a great deal on nice shirts (pink, puffy, frilly, with embrodery). It
cost about $380, CHEAP! So it looked totally BOSS on me, and I needed to
find a quick way to figure out its attraction factor.

So i walked over to Newbury street so I could get some initial data on
its awesome chick-magnet powers.

I put on my sunglasses, and walked into Daisy Buchanans on Newbury
street at around 12 midnight. Immediately I felt all eyes on me, i could
feel the adoration of the women and the jealousy of the men.

I walk up to the bar, but it was a bit crowded. A young lady (who I
later learned was 18 and got in with a fake ID) moved aside saying
"There is room next to me". I nudged my sunglasses down and I looked her
straight in the eyes and said "I noticed".

The bar tender came right over, and I yelled out to him "Jack and coke,
and by coke, i don't mean the soda". He gave me a quick eye-gesture
meaning "my manager is nearyby, just play along...". Then he asked for
my ID.

I pulled out my new COM licence, and flashed it before his eyes, and the
nearby people at the bar. "Nice" he said, and gave me a wink.

"Wow, you're a racecar driver huh" the young lady said.

At this point a crowd had gathered around me.

"Nah, its just games" I said.

"Isn't it dangerous" she asked as another girl next to her felt the
fabric of my new shirt, and pretended to mistakenly caress my massive
biceps.

"No, not if your as good as i am. You just got to be careful of the
other, slower cars. Like the miatas" I said.

The bartender brought over the jack n coke served in a pint glass, and
told me it was on the house, he slipped a $20 under the glass. I downed
it in 1 shot.

To make a long story short, i went home with 4 hot babes that night. I
love my COM licence (nice shirts help too).

-Ron

[eclip5e]

oh yea baby.

[mossaidis]

now that's funny!

[SSNH]

I was at the Prudential/Copley the other day shopping at Saks, and found a great deal on nice shirts (pink, puffy, frilly, with embrodery). It cost about $380, CHEAP! So it looked totally BOSS on me, and I needed to find a quick way to figure out its attraction factor.

[enjoythemusic]

Sweet!!! Alas, still waiting to be snail mailed my license

It is kinda my fault, have not been at a COM event recently as my wife balked at spending July 4 at the track

[Bane of Tires]

So what if you're slower than the Miatas?

[xstar]

So what if you're slower than the Miatas?

Then you're with us, the Miata crew.

[Mark Swinehart]

Per the 2006 COMSCC rule book-

"J. The Chief Instructor may temporarily suspend or permanently revoke the COMSCC license of any member . . ."

[eclip5e]

Per the 2006 COMSCC rule book-

"J. The Chief Instructor may temporarily suspend or permanently revoke the COMSCC license of any member . . ."

You want an invite the next time i head to newbury street? Its on me.

[deimos]

You forgot the last sentence of your story.

"...and then I awoke to realize I was late for work ...."

[TGoron12]

Yeah, No kidding!

[sk8ah121]

There is a follow up story that Ron wrote in an email floating around. We should try to post that one as well.

[eclip5e]

The night started out awesome, with my special advanced technique of placing my Authentic Certified Boston Red Sox fitted hat sideways on my light-brown locks and heading out onto the streets of bean town.

"Why do you wear that hat, you don't even like baseball." My friend said to me.

"You obviously don't understand." I replied.

"It looks stupid." he exclaimed.

Less than 3 blocks later, whist waiting to walk across the road (at a crosswalk) I hear a young lass (~19yrs) calling to me from her friends 2006 Honda Civic:

"Hey you in the Boston hat, you're looking real fine tonight!"

"I know!" I yelled back.

Just further proof of how awesome I was looking. I don't need such affirmation, but my friend got the affirmation he required.

We hopped on the T at Hynes Convention Center and headed over to Allston. It took forever and sucked. Those lazy BU kids force the T to stop at every freaking cross street, and they wonder why their bodies are so fat. Walk!

At the Sunset Grill & Tap, it was your typical thursday night, totally packed with BU students, EMO rockers, partybois and grrls, and maybe 4 or 5 few people who weren't losers. We were seated immediatly after I slipped the metre'd a wad of Lincolns and flashed her my pearly whites.

After eating some good food and drinking some better beers, my friends and I decided that it would be a wise decision to head over to Wonder Bar to enjoy to phat beats and a few less than satisfactory brews after such a satisfying meal.

We stumbled over to Wonder Bar, where there was another massive line out front. They were checking IDs and doing the dress code stuff. Here I got a bit worried as one member of our group was wearing flip-flops, and I was still wearing my driving suit this week as I was breaking it in.

Being the safety-minded individual I am, I had taken a trip to HMS Motorsports up in Peabody earlier this week to purchase a driving suit. So all week I had been wearing it in, along with the flame resistant nomex underwear.

I walked up to the front of the line and gave the bouncer a "what up?!" look. I meant business.

Him: "Today isn't Halloween, you can't get in here with that costume."

Me: "This isn't a costume, I'm a race car driver, and i'm breaking in my new driving suit."

Him: "Proove it!"

So I whipped out my COM licence, and shoved it into his face. He was totally shocked and amazed.

Him: "I'm sorry, I didn't know. You and your friends can go in the side door, and ask the bartender to 'fix you up'".

We entered, and were treated to the VIP seats in the back near the DJ booth. All night long chicks were coming up to talk to me and hear my battle tales from the track.

Long story short: I went home with 5 hot babes last night, all thanks to my COM licence.

[eclip5e]

It was a late night at the office, lights off, nobody there. Except me. I left around 9pm, but by then nobody noticed. There was much to get done, some effort expended, a few results. I decided to leave not because I had accomplished anything in particular, but because there was nothing better to do.

It was a 20 minute walk from the office to home, a hot, boring and uneventful walk. Maybe I’d be lucky enough to spot a used condom in the Charles River, probably not, it hadn’t rained in a few days, so the storm drains weren’t flowing. Nothing to look forward to at home either, the construction in the living room prevented the use of the TV, the internet connection was down, and the dining table was missing. It didn’t even feel like home.

My flat mate mentions how hungry he is, I can relate. We discuss the local fooderies since our kitchen was out of commission. We decide on a trip to the pizza joint a few blocks away, real gourmet sh|t. The order was for a 14â€

[BrakeL8r]

Anyone remember the good ole' days when we used to talk about stuff like cars and racing on these forums? Maybe I'm too old school...

Michael
ST4 Miata #176