Welli Mills State Round

To start the weekend of triggaz and me headed down after work on Friday night sampling a few coopers and swannies on the way and a lovely feed of Chooks in Pinny and we were set for the night ahead, All the boys were already down at the Welli Mills Cottage getting things kick started for our arrival, they all went down early on friday and knocked out a few runs just to see what the track was all about. Chrisso gave us a call just to warn us about the Bridge that had collapsed on the entry road into the cottages and told us 100 times to go right just before it he was obviouslly all wooblerd up already. 2 and a half ours later and we pulled in to Brock launching a flare at us the thing was so bright it scared the shit out of us. Usual suspects where there Housey, Brockolli, Chrisso, Bellerina, Benny, Bergo and old man Nevesy and Baarspul and they were on their way nicely, so we unloaded the essentials and got stuck into some rehydrating.

Bellerina And Ben Like To Keep Their Toothbrushes Right Beside The Bundys

Bellerina And Nevesy Size Up

Gutbarge Comps

Maggot

We shut things down at around 2am after Bellerina and me went toe to toe Ultimate Fighter style and I got flogged big time after Bell tapped out so I let him go so Iam laying there and he decides its a good time to drive the heal into my thigh a good half a dozen times or so I was stunned that me old mate Bell would do such a thing to his old mate Draino but you just cant trust those dwelly folk so I limped of to bed and almost died.

Saturday night after praky we all washed up and headed of to the Dardy to watch the Dockers pull of another fluke, so we all loaded into Bergos Pimpin Tarago freshly painted in house paint black and decked out with a Phat sound system with neons all over the inside and two sunroofs with one of them big enough for 4 people to hang out of. The Steza in this thing makes your heart change beat and puts your back out but it pumps hard baby! On the way back from the Dardy we dropped into the pit area at the track and did a bog lap and found Damon running around with no shirt on at 10pm fuck knows what that was all about? spun us all out big time, we did notice that the shuttle bus had been parked up in a ditch and it looked well stuck! Anyway we bolted and went back to the cottages to get the bonfire happening so we could blow some shit up and set the rest of the flares of. Chrisso was back from seeing his kids and he had bummed a feed of Nevesys crew and was gooned up throwing his L.e.d frisby around. So we piled up the fire with wood blew up some deo cans and thew a flare at each other pretty standard stuff so most of us shut it down and went to bed easilly with the soothing sounds of the piss cutters throwing rocks onto the roof of the cottage.

Benny Was The Skipper And A Good Job He Did

The Tarago Was Pumping

Big Time

Poor Little Coaster

Bergo And His Pimpin Ride

Brockolli Landing A Plane

Wounded Soldier

Race report will follow once I get the Times up.

Dont forget our club race this coming Sunday at the Goat farm I will put up all the details tommorow.

Draino