Well I reckon I owe a massive thank you.
Firstly to Mum, Dad, Hamish and all those others who helped out. This was the first Tut Towers that I took a full part in. I can honestly say it was one of the best weekends of my life. My eyes are opened to what "real driving" and "real roads" truly are! Everything was superb, excellent food, company, and the event was organised perfectly.
Would also like to say a massive thanks to Craig for putting up with me on both the Friday and the Saturday and John Reid for the Sunday run to Braemar. I realise I'm not my Dad and near his pace but did my best to push on all the same. Also to the 2 Mark's, Hendeg, Steve Weegie, Peter and anybody else who joined into our convoys. Oh also Ferg, I did see that you followed me on the Sunday, sorry I couldn't wait up, had to get the brother home from Braemar before half four and we didn't leave till half 2 and I wanted to do the route but in the opposite direction. My 40 miles detour didn't help me make my deadline! You were what made those runs so epic, OMG those runs really were something else!
Amazing roads and some great stories and moments. A few of the top of my head:
My passenger trying to throw up out the side of my car at 110 tuts and almost being knocked out by the wind.
Watching John Reid do most of the Sunday run sideways!
The Kenlochleven (not a clue how to spell it) Loop that I did with Craig where I got my fat heffer of a car airborne!
Dad ripping a pigs trotter to pieces exclaiming how amazing it was and wondering why nobody else was doing the same.
My psychotic neighbour claiming he could feel energy levels and talk to necklaces, then Peter pretending to bum him from behind and shouting out "feel my dark chee baby".
The amazement in some peoples faces when they looked in their rear view mirrors and realised I was actually still right behind them. God knows how!
The front of my car being nicely oiled up by following Craig which incidentally probably protected the front from all the stones that got thrown at the front of it. Sadly the windscreen didn't fair up so well and it looks like I have 5 chips in it!
Mckape pissing against a tree in my garden and giving me sex looks while he was doing it! (We'll talk about this late, I told you! Not in public!)
Peter and Andy's roadblock incident with the copper who played the part of over ambitious police man in "Meet the Fockers!"
Going round Knockhill sideways for a few laps with Holly totally pissing herself non-stop laughing at the fact. Also a few laps with Scott as well!
Taking my Dad and my Sister round as passengers and showing that I wasn't totally incompetent.
Tequilla and drink on the Friday night at Fort William!
Lindsay's seatbelt tan line across her boobs!
I managed 8 hours sleep over the weekend and got next to none last night (female company

) and managed to work up 1050 miles since leaving for Knockhill, only had 2 near misses, one on the motorway by a bus driver who could only have wanted me dead and another half a mile from home at the end of the run where somebody pulled out from the small old deer bridge junction while I was Tut'ing it back home.
Had a great laugh with many of you, so many names and faces all of which I hope to see again soon!
Thanks again to everyone. Back to normal life and driving up and down North Anderson Drive each day and also dealing with my crazy and very stupid looking sunburn!
I love Scottish Elises!
