Roll On Monday

When the lid can go back on the testosterone box.

If I never heard another revving rally car again in my life, I'd be a happy woman.

Update: As the evening goes on we enjoy the continual sounds of angry engines, appreciate that extra contribution of CO2 to the atmosphere, and we look forward to the throbbing beats of the returning rally cars as they limp back to the houses either side of us after the various stages in the small hours of the morning  - not.