Here is MY del Sol!  That's my Dad's car in the background...

 

	VROOOOOOM! Ah yes.  Here I am at the beginning of Cameron Park Drive here in Waco.  This is one of my favorite roads of all time.  Another one of my favorites is Highway 777 near Jasper.  This is the point on Cameron Park drive where you downshift to second and punch the gas.  Right now, I can feel the excitement of the approaching ride. he hee hee hee.
	This is actually a little bit down the road.  Imagine traveling at about 60-70 right now with that curve coming up fast. (Just kidding, Mom.)  Weeeeeeeeeee! Sorry it is a little blurry, everything was going by so fast that everything was blurry anyway.
	This is still in Cameron Park.  However, now, I have parked to go take a look at the serence Brazos River outside of Waco.  This is taken from the top of lover's leap in Cameron Park.  Lover's leap is a great place to... go.
	This is looking out over Lake Waco.  And going fast down the road of course.  This is not near Cameron Park, but I decided to throw it in here.  I took this while I was cruising around one day.
	This thing is in the trunk of my car, and as you might guess, it facilitates making all my music really LOUD.  It is especially nice on those long trips back home.

So now that my car has something around 120k miles on it, I have officially driven it A LOT.  All the stuff up there was created back when I was a freakin' FRESHMAN!  .

	Adam and I prepare to leave Matthew's apartment in Ft. Worth for our long and treacherous journey to California.  So it wasn't really all that treacherous.  Except for the part when we ended up in Mexico.  OH yeah, and those couple of days in Las Vegas.  Yeah, you would be amazed at how difficult it can be to get out of a hotel room by 11:00 in the FREAKIN' MORNING when you have just enjoyed Las Vegas with the same "spirit" with which we did.
	Adam wishes to downgrade to one of these wimpy cars.  HA!  That Porsche is no match for the del Sol!
	Vegas, baby.
	We stayed at Treasure Island one night.  We had the brilliant idea of staying at three different hotels while there, one for each night.  But that actually turned out NOT to be such a fantastic idea with that way things went.  They tend to want you out of your room in the MORNING some time, which really can be tough.
	We got to see the pirate battle at Treasure Island.  It was quite a show.  Here you can see the captain going down with the ship.
	We had to make sure we got to see all the sights before we were done.  We ended up having a lot of dam fun that day.  And as you might imagine, a lot of CHEESY DAM jokes were made.
	I bet it would be dam dangerous to climb on these things.
	And of course to finish the tour, you had to go through the dam gift shop.
	Just as we were about to head out for L.A., we dropped by the Bellagio to see the fountain.  It was well worth it.
	And then, we finally made it to the Pacific Ocean at Los Angeles.
	OOOOooooh yes.  And here is the part I have been waiting for.  The famous Highway 1.  When we weren't putting along behind some SUV or minivan, we were hauling some serious butt.  Right here, I am accelerating out of one of the many cliff-hanging sharp turns.  My car loved this road.  I think Adam enjoyed it too, even though he was gripping those door handles pretty solidly....  Ol' Adam seemed to trust (not necessarily wisely so) that I would not allow us to go careening off of a cliff down to all of those big sharp rocks at the bottom.
	I really wouldn't have wanted to fly off the road and end up down there.  It would have been pretty unpleasant.  We really only came close to tumbling to our deaths on the shore of the Pacific once or twice.
	So we finally arrive at San Francisco, which is pretty close to our final destination.  Nice city, but I am not entirely sure I would ever get used to all of the gayness that goes on there.
	After checking out San Francisco a bit, it was time to head to our ultimate destination, Livermore.  However, we took a little bit of a detour and headed up to visit UC Berkely first. When we got there, we saw a bunch of hippies and health food stores.  So we rolled down the windows and played Kevin Fouler's "Beer Bait 'n Ammo" and Mean Gene's "Texas City Dike" just as loud as my stereo would go.  I am not sure if I can remember a time when I got so many dirty/disgusted looks on the same day!  Talk about entertainment!

	Baylor homecoming parade 2002.  The del Sol is almost as good as the 360 Modena that was a few cars in front of me.
	Here you can kinda see Jill way in the back.  And in the foreground is an entire family that I don't know who obviously thought I was taking a picture of them for some strange reason.
	One more parade pic for good measure.