Well, about a dozen of us from CR cruised through the scene last night around midnight, and Toto, I get the feeling we aren't in Kansas anymore. Some very unusual mods, and the characters seemed like extras from the Star Wars cantina scene. As we drove through I was greeted by an elderly woman who yelled "Bitch boy" at me, which I must admit I found quite arousing.
Although I was tempted to challenge the guys sitting on the bumper of the '52 Lincoln Premier to a roll race, the thought occurred to me that maybe having some of the CR Gun Crew as wingmen would be a good idea before starting down that path....
BTW, are the urchins sent scurrying back to the double wides once gunplay begins for the evening? Children's Services might want to consider establishing an evening hours field office there.
But, really, thanks for the invitation, we all had a swell time.