So...we're walkin out to the car to head out to the track Saturday morning and I say to my man Greggo "those clouds don't look good". He shrugs it off says "we're gonna be fine". I wasn't so sure. We pull into the parking lot, step out of the car and the first ginormous rain drops start falling. "Are you effing kidding me?" I shout. That was the most rain I've ever seen for a 10% chance. Aussie Paul uttered one of the more memorable lines of the weekend as we're sitting in the car waiting out the rain "Mark, I don't want to be around you when there's a 10% chance of getting cancer".