ASHTON
I can't believe how many times I have lost to the new record holder today. My gloved fingers tighten around my steering wheel as I finish second place yet again. Racing is supposed to calm my nerves, not kindle the flames of my anger. I think I feel worse than I felt before getting behind this wheel. While the new guy jumps out of his car basking in the euphoria of finishing in first place, I remain inside mine to take deep breaths and calm myself.
Ashley isn't moving out anymore and while that is a relief, I am still royally pissed at his habit of pinning the blame of his faulty marriage on me every time he gets bored or frustrated with Demi. I have to talk to him about that. We have to iron out our issues.
