OMG! That's awesome...

Shortly after ya'll passed me and my crew of 3 (rex, me, teg) I shot past the CRx and flew up to that BP at the intersection. Yanked ebrake, came to a sliding/rear-tire-airborn stop and sprinted in getting caught at the door.

"Wuter you boys du-in?"

"Santa Run; it's to benefit toys for tots. GOTTA PISS!"

((sprinted inside, hit the toilet and came flying out before my pants were even up. Got looked at by the people eating beside the bathroom in a dining area, pounced over my entire car's roof, jumped in, spun tires and caught back up with my crew))

They were probably all getting excited wondering why I didn't have "01" on the side of my car...