When I decided to get back in to this rc madness again, I did so with the intent of focusing on bashing.
Bashing means a lot of different things to people. To me bashing means 2 things. Anything other than organized racing. And pushing the limits of your ride.
But since I’ve been back there has been something missing. Something that has also been part of my definition of bashing. Something missing that I’ve had my entire rc life.
But I fixed that last night.
A Traxxas. I haven’t even taken it outside yet, but just looking under the hood at the long familiar set up makes me feel complete.
Oh the things I am going to do to this poor truck…