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TIFU by racing my truck on track with idiot friends.

So i had a hell of a day yesterday. I was having a day along the lines of boring. Nobody to hang out with, cats were going crazy as usual. So i was thinking my day would be boring.

Until my friend shaun (fake name) decided to ring me up and propose an idea to race at his track. He made a dirt track when he inherited his fathers old farm, and when he first saw it. He instanly thought of a track of sorts.

Since i had nothing to do and my truck wasnt getting used much other than the common commuter. I said "why not?" And got my gear along with my racing mower because why not?

It was beautiful yesterday for our "race". So me, shaun, my other buddy mike and chris decided to bring our trucks, along with another sort of vehicle. And like morons, we use our daily drivers first.

The TIFU here is my truck aint exactly, stable. For a 06 its nice but it has its flaws. The frame however is a mess and i knew it might need fixing soon, Soon being now today.

So this track was relatively smooth but still had bumps here and there. And me and my buddies were doing easily 40-50mph in timed runs. But we thought about doing a race with all 4 of us on track would be smart.

We had a blast racing together. Until it became competitive, my friend shaun got bumped by chris and shaun ended up bumping me on the first turn. It sent the truck a little more sideways than it should have and then i felt it lower a bit. Next thing i hear is my friend shaun on the walkie screaming "STOP YOUR REAR END JUST GAVE OUT"

So that ended the race short, and when i looked at the truck i indeed had a compromised rear end. My rear shackle mount and snapped clean in half when the frame twisted slightly in that turn. And therefor my truck could not haul any big loads. That meaning my trailer.

So i was stuck with a choice with taking the risk driving home carefully. Or crashing at shauns house for a night or 2 and try to fix my truck.

TL;DR the 3 stooges and another moron goes for a race day and temporarily leaves a truck usless.

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