Only at PR

Cat 4 field, you are all Bastardos and dead to my mind!

PruDog raced the Masters Tuesday. It was wet. It was cold. It was a classic PR with the Cat 4's mixing in with us and refusing to get off the course *after* their race was over.

I should have won, but that car I requested at the start of the race did not appear with 2 laps to go allowing me to snuggle ever so happily into its warm draft. Again, I am very disappointed at the lack of focus on my needs.

Why the masters many ask? Well, besides the fact I was mistaken for the Stay-Puff-Marshmellow man by several of my alleged friends I have noticed a fundamental understanding of physics among the masters. See, it is warmer in a group. And they aren't afraid to lose a race to stay warm.

Snap.