No crust

The Rally Ireland ends and Loeb clocks the 10 points he needed to take the lead, with Sordo taking second and Latvala proving he most definitely has the skills to pay the bills in third. Gronholm will now have to come first in Wales with Loeb in sixth to win, and as that won't possibly happen all he can do is compete with Loeb for first and hope the Frenchman crashes out, which is entirely possible.
The young Jari-Matti Latvala in his Stobart Focus has shown incredible skill for so little experience and has amazingly snatched seventh place overall, only one point ahead of Atkinson. The 22 year old Finnish driver is rumored to be replacing Gronholm next year in the Abu Dhabi Focus team, I certainly hope he does move in to support Hirvonen as he easily has the potential to match - or even surpass him in the future.

This week has proven relatively uneventful save for the rally, I occupy myself with work during the day and looking after myself in the evening, as my parents are celebrating their 30th anniversary in Barbados.
After cooking myself an epic Indian meal on Wednesday night I came down in the morning to find I had left the oven on, evidently I did not burn to death in my sleep, so it was generally a victory all round.
I went into work today at 08:40, what I thought was ten minutes late, and as I hurried to sign in Si -one of the cooler officers- said "You know we start work at seven..." in a reprimanding tone, I made my excuses and only realised a little while later that he wasn't having a go at me for being ten minutes late, but for being over an hour and a half late. I totally forgot that everyone does the 0700 to 1600 shift on Friday, my bad.

I've taken to reading Max Power during my breaks over the last two days, as it does satiate my voracious desire for automotive material. Sadly however, while it is not quite as tragically chav-tastic as it is notoriously known as being, it's not far off, and I have spotted a few sections of cringingly conspicuous misinformation that were exposed and denounced in the latest issue of Redline's '28 Tuning Myths Busted' feature. That, along with severely lacking event coverage, features and a ridiculous excess of advertisements assures that I will not purchase another issue of Max Power, while every incarnation of Redline will be desperately sought after.

I decided to sit down and spend tonight watching The Fast and the Furious, as it has been far too long since I last saw it. I found this impossible, as after 15 minutes I found the film simply far too epic to watch alone.
The Fast and the Furious has always been the foremost film in my circle of friends, with all of us being able to recreate any scene word for word on the spot, I unfortunately underestimated how truly incredible this film is and before I knew it I found myself shouting "I'm in your face!" at the TV along with Toretto.
I also had to sit down for a few moments to lower my blood pressure after Letty, Leon, Vince and Jesse make their first appearance, as they pull their vehicles into view I see Letty driving an S14a, giving me enough reason alone to pause the film, jump out of my seat and drop kick myself in the face. After I calm down a bit from the sheer epic scale of that I unpause the film to see the next car to be an R33 GTR, words alone are too weak a medium to convey the emotions I was feeling after that dual revelation.
Watching this film after so long without other people to appreciate the moment cannot be done, so tomorrow night Bertie, Andrew and Paul will be coming over to witness the extremity of script writing that is The Fast and the Furious.