Ha ha. I remember a friend and I went to Maastricht to pick up some 'medicinal' stuff for him. On the way back, he was smoking it. This is where I discovered that second hand smoke does indeed exist. Next thing I know, everything seemed fuzzy, I see cars passing me by and we passed the grandstand. I realized we were on the race track and I had no clue how we got there. I thought, what the heck, are we in a race? Just then I realized that the track uses part of the road that we are on. Talk about a high experience.
