Monday, November 15, 2010

Vinho do Porto

It's called the Port Rd Drags - but there was no port on the road. Just fuck loads of burnt rubber and pieces of blistered skin that had been boiled off my sunburnt brow. I flew to Wellington at 7am Sunday morning with a distinct lack of necessary items (sunscreen being one of them) and an abundance of confusion. Once I arrived and had a couple of gins all was well though. This was the 43rd annual Port Rd Drags and the weather was a stunner. Cool relaxed vibe, tons of people and no trouble. Thanks to Trim for being such a great host.

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