Okay, Ive had a bad day .... I didnt run fast enough away from the cake table. When I tried to flip my cake out of the pan, part of it stuck and broke, so I ingeniously made it into a 4-wheeler racetrack cake (with a mudpit of chocolate icing in the broken part) for my 8 yr old son. In the process, icing got all over my fingers and you know the rest. One taste and I picked at pieces of cake all day. Im sooo mad at myself now.