After reading my last post about my first time at stunt driving school, it kind of reminded me about the time I was on a Strong Medicine, the TV show and then a few years later, a pilot called Crazy. I was booked as a hooker, but that was the absolute least of my worries. Y’know how sometimes, you just aren’t at your best. You wish you were, but somehow, things just aren’t turning out quite right. Well, my first stunt driving class was a lot like my gig on Strong Medicine. Check ‘em out if you have a second. I’m not sure I’m over the embarrassment yet, but I consider laughter to be the best therapy.

Still wondering what the title of this post has to do with anything? Well, read about how, for once, everything came together–because of the rain–and I finally figured out how to get out of my own way, lock it up, flip it around and slide it on in! Yes, I’m talking about my third shot at stunt driving school!!!!

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