Wait for july.
I'm taking my boy back on the road again.
Actually, I was in the great lakes district a lot this summer, twice because of a tiny navigational error. I was going back from Atlanta to home, via Kansas city, and I ended up in Indianapolis. The great lakes and my extremely perverted ex geography teacher made sure that the Great Lakes are probably the only thing that every person who went to that school will never forget.
I got my boy from the east coast, so I've seen a few sane states too, as well as Ohio and Washington.
Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't notice this, I was too busy showing to the damn flashy Canadians (who in this case is a manual guy so I count him as an almost sane one) where to look if you want speed.
I'm taking back my American friend to Europe asap. He's a hard core "Stand back, I know what I'm doing" guy, and I can't wait to see what he thinks of the grandmas passing him on the roads.
A news about a Swede making it to the big boys league is not that surprising. We from that corner just are a bit weird, and when it comes together with cars, it usually works out pretty damn well.
