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Flying to St Pete on the 6th. Not sure if I'm going to Bubba or Volusia. Bubba is about an hour closer to grandma's and I never get to see midgets up here, so I'm leaning that way. But the chance to maybe shake Mike's hand might tip the scales to Volusia. Either way, it's going to be 50 below zero here tomorrow so I'd be happy watching blue haired ladies race amigos through a Publix right now.
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