Pictorial: Randy's Black Beauty Splashed
 

F1 29 - it rules the seas. For many, many years, F1 29 ruled in white and mint green. But all things must pass. And Randy decided to trade the white and mint green Kryptonite for a wickedly black Kryptonite with all the goodies.

It was a long and arduous wait. In the midst of Winter, the Black Beauty was born. But the wicked Kirk at Kryptonite would not let her out into the world.

The Black Beauty was outfitted with marvelous things. Such as this blue and silver dash with Gaffrig monster gauges.

Or this Mercury Racing HP525, which gets punished by APBA with extra weight, because it's a bad, bad, bad engine.

dont stop now....keep em coming

Winter turned into Spring. Spring turned into Summer. The ice finally melted on Long Island, Lizzy Grubman was released from jail, the geese returned (wearing sweaters, you never know.)

The wicked Kirk at Kryptonite tended to the Black Beauty. He watered her twice a day. But there was that day at the beginning of July, when the Black Beauty refused to grow any more.

"I'm all grown up now, oh wicked Kirk of Kryptonite," the Black Beauty said. "I want to go out into the world."

"And it just so happens that there is a race in Savannah this weekend, and Randy will beat you senseless if he has to race one more time without his Black Beauty."

"Oh, really?" said the wicked Kirk at Kryptonite.

"You bet your sweet behind," said the Black Beauty.

That made the wicked Kirk of Kryptonite whip out his Nextel and call Randy, who was at that day moving from one New Jersey warehouse to the other.

"Randy, this is Kirk."

"Say, when would you like to have that Black Beauty?"

"Hey, anytime my friend."

"How about today?"

"Would I kid you?"

Randy called his buddies at the Edison, NJ, Fire Dept. They dispatched one of their fastest fireengine drivers to Eastport, Long Island. The mission: Get that Black Beauty home. Home to where she belongs. Home to the Boyz.

"Oh, chit!" said the wicked Kirk of Kryptonite. "Guys, she's going out today. I'm not chitting you."

Last adjustments were made.

The wicked Kirk of Kryptonite personally fine-tuned the rear end of our Black Beauty.

It's a flat hatch by the way, with a wicked scoop.

Glenn's future workplace.