You didn't tell me that when you invited me to be your slave for a day and work your shift. That actually may have swayed me.
Curve had told me before he arrived that he was gonna bring some DVDs of old racing battles that he wanted to get autographed. I told him Laguna would be a good place for that. He rattled of the names, and I thought in my head, ok, yeah, no problem, except one, Eddie Lawson. That's because he's usually rather illusive and a hard guy to corner. Anyway, we were walking around the paddock and happen to see him and King Kenny getting ready to put a stopping on some R1s for some Yamaha promo. Everybody starts gathering behind the yellow caution tape and a crowd starts to form to admire the two legends. I look over and see Curve, and ask, yo dude, do you have your DVDs with you? He brings them out of his backpack, and I ask another one of my friends, let me borrow your professional looking camera (which to me, if the camera is black and has a hand lens its a pro looking camera). I put it around my neck and walk right up to Lawson. Excuse Mr. Lawson, would you be so kind as to sign these DVDs for a friend who is a rabid fan? He looks at me and says, let me see what you got. I hand him Faster, to which he says, that's a .... movie, I wasn't in it. Peeps around him start to chuckle, and he signs the DVDs I hand him. I walk back through the security dudes who are probably getting paid minimum wage and don't even look over to see their faces. I hand the DVDs to Curve, who is smiling from cheek to cheek.
