The Offices Of Others

In Mt. Richmond Domain there is this mysterious little racing club building next to a mysterious mini race track where unseen groups of man-people race radio controlled cars for hour of testosterone filled fun. I say it's mysterious because I've never seen anyone ever racing. So I guess I can't say for sure whether or not they are in fact testosterone filled man-people racing the invisible cars. There remains a chance that they are lady-people racing their flower-colored VW Beattle replicas politely around racecourse. But my guess would be not.

This evening as the sun was setting I began my stealth recon mission to the mysterious race headquarters to gather intel about the purposes of their domain. Dodging cow pies behind the their "offices" I managed to get close enough to snap this shot. If examined carefully you can see a human head (with slightly receeding hariline) visible in the top right window. Presumebly this is one of the man-people racecar drivers. Further evidence of this theory is the car poster on the wall to his right, and the huge shiny trophy thing to his left.