It started with two cars on track to get people to pay attention to why were were here! Me, dad. Yo! Elliot here, I beat dad in my first race. Race 2, more of a challenge. I slipped back into second in that one, but hey, passin’ ain’t easy, cudos to the guy who got me! Third race, I wasn’t in, but congrats to Maynard Hirsch! When I watched that race I noticed car “2 Miller” was slow. In my third race I won. It was too easy, a slow mom and a teen who got tied up by mom.

Final race - Grand Prix. Nice race but bad start. To the guy who said “He cut me off”, you didn’t listen to dad, you left me an opening, and I had to take it to catch dad, Ray!. Catch dad, catch dad, I thought. I had to try. We both knew the line. At one time I thought I had him, but he got away at the straight away. RRRRRRRR!! He got me..... Oh well, as the on line pic says, finesse beat weight. Until I write again, bye.