Sad part is: they fucking kill my back. The originals are nearly perfect, and all reports said these would be even better. I can't see the difference in shape, but it puts the pressure in just the wrong place. *sigh* Compound that with loss of time/effort/£/sleep and a horrible commute to the conference and my mood was pretty grim
Was is the operative word: I opened the conference hand out and saw on the first page, in red:
"At any point in the day, customers are welcome to go and try the F1 simulator."
Oh, did i mention that the conference is at the RBS Williams F1 factory/campus?
Honestly, 30+ hrs of this over 4 days. How did I survive? :)
As you can see Deb enjoys the Elise too. She also found it cozy... so cozy that for at least an hour or two a day she was in the passenger seat sound asleep... even at full chat through breath-taking highland scenery.
The drive back down the M6/M42/M40 wasn't as bad as I feared. The timing was lucky, and southbound traffic was light. The weather saved it's worst, giving us enough warning to put the top on in time.
It was the first significant mileage I've logged with the lid on. Even the tediously straight motorways weren't so bad... esp. when I realized the view from my seat, and the roar of the exhaust/wind was a lot like that of LMP cars down the Mulsanne straight.
One Lap of Sarthe (Le Mans)" (he's on the straight 34 seconds into that video... it's 3.1mi long, and saw top speeds of 250mph+ and was probably the most terrifying stretch of straight course in the world until they added a chicane mid way to slow things down a touch.)
The roads in Scotland were pretty fantastic. Next time I will drive up to John O' Groats.
I like my output... it's the effort that's killing me.
The last three nights I've gone to sleep after the sun came up, and then getting back at it before 9am... I still have about 30% to go.
This morning I was dreaming I was talking to a bartender. He was telling me to stay, and I thought, "I can't. I've got to get some fucking sleep... wait I am sleeping..."
I'm a lucid dreamer, but that's the first time I felt sleepy while I was sleeping.
Although I definitely intend to invest in one of these:
A bespoke tweed shooting suit. More here:
As they say: "When in Rome(England)..."