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Many weeks back, I came down with a viral rash known as Pityriasis Rosea. Horrible red splotches all over my body and a brutal itch. All the nasty stuff has since left me save for some faint scarring on my thighs. Also seeming to have left me while I shed all my old skin were my sweat glands. It struck me while standing out in the hot sun one fine day shooting a TV commercial. I was *supposed* to sweat yet my skin remained as dry as a baby's freshly powdered posterior. While people have told me you know... good lar... no sweat better. I always felt uneasy about being any less than normal.
And tonight I played badminton, like I normally used to. After warming up and playing 1 game with the guys, I sat down for a breather, and noticing a vague sheen on my skin, I breathed a sigh of relief (coverlined by my panting). Welcome back to normality.
The Limit Of Adhesion
Approaching the corner with excess speed, heel toe down a gear and let the engine braking pull the nose down. Turn in and when the front rubber bites, yank the handbrake and counter. Sometimes the drift is spectacular. Sometimes, the ditch wins.
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