SD14 aftermath cont.

A couple of days have passed since SD14 and I'm pretty pissed about my clutch situation. I sure as hell don't have another $400 for a new one. At some point I'll pull the trans (again....) and see what happened, but regardless, a new Centerforce won't be in the plans. The next one will be the last one. I don't need this crap. I was thinking of tackling the rear disc swap on my lay-off, but think I'll wait because of the reduced fundage. Instead, I'll focus on the smaller(and cheaper) items on the ever growing "to-do "list.
As I think about my performance Sunday, I feel more like it was a pooch screwing on my behalf. I didn't drive all that well. And when I wasn't over-driving the car it wasn't performing to its best abilities. I've watched the on-car video of the run that got me fourth and holy fuck! did I ever "phone that one in"! It was lame, uninspired, and weak, but it was clean. I suppose I should go easy on my self. The wrong axle gear and slipping clutch were the real reasons I couldn't go "balls out" after it. Fuck... Fuck... Fuck.
It depresses me when I face the fact that I still have two days until my lay-off starts. Especially considering the fact I did about 1-1/2 hours of real work in 8 hours today.
Yesterday I had to make an emergency delivery for work. Afterward I stopped by QD for a pint of milk and a pop tart. When I left, I couldn't help but notice the Nubian queen cleaning out her mini-van. she would've weighed 110 lbs, but because of the ENORMOUS titties she must've tipped the scales at 130. She was damn hot! Lithe little body adorned with beautiful stripped titties. Usually when breasts look that disproportionate on a woman you can tell they're fake. Hers looked real! Granted, as much as I wish I did know, I don't know for sure if they were real or not. Damn would I like to find out though......