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For those that by some strange convergence of common sense and a terminal case of boredom have hung out at Full Throttle for the past four years - or the time it took to read thus far - hear’s your chance to say thank you in a touching and meaningful way.

As one who lives in a house populated with a wife and two daughters the feminine smell at times overwhelms. A touch of a manly smell is just the thing to counter the odor of all that foo-foo juice that lingers in the air. Your giving mood can be sated with a gift of Mandels the candle for manly men. And really, who doesn’t like manly?

You can view the selections available in Full Throttle Gift Registry in the video below. Enter your gift selection in the Registry by dropping a note in the comment section.

Also included below is a short retrospective of events occurring in the month of February.

Four years ago nearly to the minute and second this outpost of partial insanity was born with a humble (?) introduction. That week also featured the ultimate in video game/NASCAR simulators using an actual Cup car raced by 2002 Cup champion Matt Kenseth.

February 2005 I detailed Rusty Wallace’s then new venture in the corn fields of Iowa that has progressed to the point many are calling for a Sprint Cup date for the Iowa Speedway.

Coincidentally Feb. ‘05 mimicked this past weekend. Greg Biffle called his shot at Fontana-California-Auto Club something or other race track and pulled it off. And like this week Roush Fords dominated the top spots.

Greg not only predicted he’d take the checker before the green flew but also what lap he’s assume the lead on.

February 2006, oh what a shock! Fontana was a CessPool officially (I sense a pattern here) and Brian France’s head was exploding.

February 2007: Ugly it was. The month ended with ass-hatted politicians in Washington State doing what they do best, showing their ass. There was a horse named “Cheating” that was again being beaten dead and more Toyota/DW hate than you can stuff in a burlap sack. And to end the month there was some wild assed dreaming going on in Razorback land.

The Half-Vast Staff @ Full Throttle thanks each and everyone of you who not only send their best wishes on this most auspicious day, ’cause you know you will, but also dig deep… deep into your pockets to reward the staff on past and future nonsensical ravings found around these parts.