18. March 2012
needing proof the racing a car is the sole functioning remedy against feeling like a Grottenolm?
(Don't ask: it's a foul creature, worm like, living underground in wet grottos, blind, ugly, ungracious, slimy, and very probably pretty depressed..)
One day on track with Kobold and I'm back to blogging. Uuuuaaaah!
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