Next, we went to Road Atlanta to see one of Daddy's Porsche's being unveiled and run for the first time. He and his friend, Mr. David, had it rebuilt just for racing. No bells and whistles to it, just speed. Mr. David took it out on the track for the first time as Daddy stood by and watched. Daddy said he didn't pack his helmet or gear so he wouldn't be tempted. He didn't want to send Mommy into labor early. Wasn't that nice of him? Mr. David said it was amazing how quick it was. He was passing people with so called "bigger and better" engines. When Daddy and Mr. David aren't racing this car, they will rent it out to unfortunate soles who are having car trouble with their own Porsche (I think that is code for "kissed a wall or two"). Mommy doesn't asked many questions about it, but you know my Daddy...he already has a company and website started for it. What would he ever do with only a day job?
Daddy, Mr. David, and I after the first run in the car
