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The sound of a highrevving V10 fills the room, then some fast downshifting
and the sound of tires fighting for grip - he looses the rear and BANG there
goes the left rear tire and some bodywork flies in the air.
He: Shit, still too much oversteer....hmmm...hmmm..perhaps I should adjust
the antiroll bars...or the front wing...I don't want to have too much rear
wing - it will slow me down on the straights....hmmmm
He goes out from the pits to have another try and in the middle of the first
flying lap she enters the room.
She: Are you still playing that game? Will you never stop?
He quickly hits the pause-button.
He: How many times have I told you not to talk to me when I am qualifying!
Besides it is not a _game_! It is a _simulation_ - and that is a _big_
difference!
She: It looks like a game to me.
He: Well, it is not. And I have been waiting for this _simulation_ for a
long time. And I have to learn how to use these new setup-options, you see.
She: No, I don't.
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And who can blame her? Anyone recognise the above situation?
I think we should start sending in good tricks to make our girlfriends/wifes
understand that we really have to race GP2. Tricks to keep them happy while
we are racing all the time. The main issue here is that we can race non-stop
and still not having to deal with a bad conscience (sp?) because of our
partners being bored and so on.
BTW, are there any female racers in this group?
/Martin