


Dateline Normandy -- Santa, or Pere Noel, tumbled through the sooty chimney and dropped off a rolling trotter for P. After a test spin, P-Man quickly learned the maneuvers required for some tight turns, adeptly used his horn and revved the engine with the race-car throttle as needed. After that there was no stopping the Jeff Gordon wanna-be, as he hit the straights of the hallway at full blast, leaving threads of pajama footies in his wake. Gaston was in full gallop in front, running for his life from this new beast on wheels. From the hallway P turns right into the dining room, does a lap there, then hangs left into the main salon for a few laps around the sofa before hitting the straights again, barreling down on the tail of the terrified hound. Ah, good times for Nascar P in Normandy. Woe is Gaston. ~30~
1 comment:
Stephen, your descsription of P's racing career is wonderful! I think he is probably more like Tony Stewart!
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