No Aids Racing

Well Carrera, you and your evil dwarf army have really outdone yourselves this time. At Malaysia all you did was have your evil dwarves grease the curbs so they would be slippery and make us slide everywhere. But this time is different. This time you have gone an extra step. Here at San Marino you have begun messing with our minds as well. You ingeniously designed the curbs so they appear to be gentle and flat, almost welcoming, but once you dare touch them, around and around you go, completely out of control until you go careening into the nearest wall. You evil bastard. I will get revenge someday! Mark my words, I will have my revenge!

P.S. The next time one of your drunken dwarves comes wandering infront of my car, I'm not stopping like last time .

See you on the track m8,

CART

OOOOPPS sorry there mine just send them home they are none to bright ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, cartrulz, carrera , first 3 letters" car " i kept telling them white, 'red dot 'cant be any simpler ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

yowza yowza yowza...
Actually I gave my Dwarf army the night off.My head Dwarf"never binladen"had a Date with Julia roberts after doing the hit movie"sleeping with little people"..a show very similar to "sleeping with the enemy"except with much shorter people..LOL...actually its a perfect match for both of them..."Never binladen"has a big schlong"or so i'm told"and Julia Roberts has the biggest mouth in hollywood...so she should be able take him on without any lock jaw
After my spin in Malaysia..I have decided to not get the dwarves to grease the curbs again...mainly cuz it spun me off the road...so I had to take away there nintendo night for a while as punishment.I did however let them keep their meds roulette night.Thats where they all throw there medication in a big hat and pick it randomly..wow some wild minds when that happens eh?..makes carrera look god awful normal..LOL...
carrera

Hehe Merc I thought he was yours. I think he got the instructions confused again. You told him "white car with red paint" and I think he got confused with "white car with blue paint." Anyway, as I was sitting in pitlane going over some telemetry on my laptop, I see this drunken dwarf come running down the pitlane towards my car. He had a bottle of whisky in one hand some medication he won from Carrera's meds roulette game in the other. Frightened, I jumped into my Williams BMW and took off. In an effort to chase me, he straped on the rocket skates that Carrera the mad scientist created for him. We did a few laps with him on his rocket skates and me in my Williams. On the 3rd lap around the San Marino track he crashed into the wall hard and I think was knocked unconscious. I kept going, but after another minute or so I began to feel bad so I went back to check on him. He was still lying in the sand mumbling something about being so very hungry and I think I caught something about a whip? I don't know for sure, but he was a mess. Luckily I had some duct tape and taped him to the sidepod on my Williams and we went back to the pits. The nice physicians at the track were able to fix him up. By that time he sobered up a little and was even able to walk straight. After that was over I threw him in a big box with some McDonalds cheeseburgers and his half drinken bottle of whiskey. I sent him via FedEx, so he should be there somewhere around tomorrow. Tell me how he is when he gets there.

See you soon,

CART