Rubber fumes and flaming cars

After the week of ups and downs with pain and trauma I was looking forward to this evenings event. Thanks to my very good friend who spoils me I along with mum was driven to Essex for an evening of car stunts and mayhem. So I have slept most of the day to rest from yesterdays circus, not that doggy in question minded.

Well lets just say the evening did not disappoint, we arrived 10 minutes after gates opened and already the place was filling fast. But thanks to friends careful planning we had already secured a parking bay in the disabled space, so no massive hop for me. On entering the gates we instantly saw familiar faces from other events which made the evening more special. Even luckier was the fact that we were allowed into a VIP area so I wasn't fighting the crowds to see or even having to stand all night. So in comfort we saw the entire show and were entertained from start to end, whether it be monster trucks to drifting or FMX stunts to reliant robin racing, ending with a firework show. The evening went too quickly and before we knew it, it was 12 midnight and we were sitting in Clacket Lane services yet again on our way home.

Its been a long outing for me over 7 hours and for once it didn't feel like hard work. I was able to enjoy every minute with out feeling the constant pain or discomfort of people staring at me. Even the friends I have made over the last few years at the events didn't make a song and dance about it, instead they just made sure I was able to enjoy the event. I think for the 1st time in months mums enjoyment of an event hasn't been marred by constantly worrying about me or how I am doing. It made it all so easy for us to relax and enjoy a wonderful night out and now tucked up in my bed I am smiling to myself happy and even proud of myself. As I can smell the last of the tyre smoke and burning rubber on my clothes I can cheerfully admit, it was great to be back in that world and hope I am again soon.