
I played the Formula D board game for the first time last night with my husband. I guess I took on a deranged persona during game play and exclaimed “Chicks dig scars” when I headed into a tight turn in high gear just to overtake my opponent. He laughed so hard at that that he begged me to say it again later when I won the second game by flying off the finish line to my certain death in sixth gear! I guess I have an inner “need for speed” or something? My dad was smart to never let me drive his Corvette back in the 80s π