Standing Outside of Hell

You sometimes clean up nicely, @StillNotRefined.

You should watch this one!

@UnrefinedKass - Kass (non SL- @StillNotRefined) -racer-

This is where you learn a little about me, Kassandra Claiborne. That’s Kass to you. My parents died when I was young, and I left my blood behind. I’ve lived in riches and I’ve hoofed it across state lines with nothing more than a backpack. If  you’ve ever lived the straight and narrow life, you know it’s boring. So not my style.

What else can I tell you? I’m smooth. I’ll lure you in with a song and a smile. I’m crass. I’ll fuck you for your drugs, then steal your money after you pass out. I’m rude. I’ll kick your ass if you get in my way or out of line. I’m unrefined. I’ll piss on a tree and fart in public.

The two most important lessons I’ve learned are: 1. Music is the soundtrack of life so  I don’t go anywhere without Daddy’s guitar or a song in my head. 2. People come and people go, but racing is my forever.

That’s right. I race. Alone or with my team, my proper family, odds are, you’ll lose. Wanna bet?

Tavia Lei Jackson - @TaviaLei

Does it matter what my past is? What you /should/ be worried about is how I drive, but I know all you gossips out there care more about where I’ve been and who i’ve been with than how I handle my car.

If you must know, I grew up in Jackson, Mississippi. Daddy’s girl. My mom disappeared when I was five and from there on out, Daddy spent most of his time spoiling me rotten. I was a princess until I was a teen, then I hit the road with my ex-best friend and never looked back.

I’d rather not talk about my past much, if that’s okay. One wreck changed my life. Now I’ve got demons from the past bringing nightmares to the future.

The question on all your minds - How’d I get into racing?

Boys. Boys with fast cars and money. Still can’t tell you if I like the boys or the cars better. Probably the cars, they last longer.