If there’s a way to use Twitter, I can almost guarantee I’m using it wrong. This is one of the few cases where me being on Twitter actually served a purpose.
We met up at Daryl’s house and then trailered his car over to a closed course where we could shoot the car and shoot him doing a burnout. Burnouts are cool, getting arrested is not. We’ve been on plenty of shoots where we realize that their “spot” is not a spot but a public area where the police will show up almost immediately. We were happy to see Daryl had taken care of all the proper arrangements here.