The second-annual B.F.E. GP, which takes place somewhere in the wasteland between Denver and Kansas, starts today. It’ll be a day of BS Inspections in the blazing sun, driving rain, and/or tennis-ball-sized hail. Best of all, no airports for me!

My much-traveled daily-driver ’92 Civic arrived in Colorado in June, but the California registration tags were good until September 30th. Why pay for three months of registration twice? Eventually, however, I had to get some Colorado plates… and installation of said plates caused the car to start dropping parts on the highway.