Believe it or not, that's where we ended up on Saturday in Lakeland, FL. At the stock car races. 200 times around the track. Hooters girls and all.
It was all Roni's idea. I just went along to keep her company.
We were there with about three or four thousand other folks. Anyone from rural North Carolina would not feel out of place. I bought a ticket on a Harley Davidson raffle. Two Buds were $5.00. Lots of us wore earplugs. No one was in a hurry for anything, except for the drivers - they were in a big hurry. About 26 of the 32 that started thr race actually got around the track 200 times. Not bad.
Yes, there were a few fender-benders but nothing serious - some scrapes along the wall, a few nose to rear bumps, a couple of 360's in the turns, a blown motor or two, stuff like that. But no fires of rollovers. Quite civilized, actually.
I did learn some new uses for duct tape. Seems the guy I was cheering for (a rookie out of Mongomery, Alabama) nearly separated his right front fender from the rest of his vehicle. No problem. Head for the pits with the fender flapping and get out the duct tape! A half-dozen strips and 13 seconds later he is back in the race!! Who knew?? And to think of all the $$ we've spent in the past few years (since Kelly got her driver's licence) and all we really needed was a few rolls of duct tape!!
Here's my guy with the right front fender all
duct-taped back on.
A closer look!
The eventual winner does his traditional tire-smoking spins in front of the grandstand, wow-ing the crowd, collects his champagne and kisses and off he goes.
And as for us - hey, it was fun!
It was all Roni's idea. I just went along to keep her company.
We were there with about three or four thousand other folks. Anyone from rural North Carolina would not feel out of place. I bought a ticket on a Harley Davidson raffle. Two Buds were $5.00. Lots of us wore earplugs. No one was in a hurry for anything, except for the drivers - they were in a big hurry. About 26 of the 32 that started thr race actually got around the track 200 times. Not bad.
Yes, there were a few fender-benders but nothing serious - some scrapes along the wall, a few nose to rear bumps, a couple of 360's in the turns, a blown motor or two, stuff like that. But no fires of rollovers. Quite civilized, actually.
I did learn some new uses for duct tape. Seems the guy I was cheering for (a rookie out of Mongomery, Alabama) nearly separated his right front fender from the rest of his vehicle. No problem. Head for the pits with the fender flapping and get out the duct tape! A half-dozen strips and 13 seconds later he is back in the race!! Who knew?? And to think of all the $$ we've spent in the past few years (since Kelly got her driver's licence) and all we really needed was a few rolls of duct tape!!
Here's my guy with the right front fender all
duct-taped back on.
A closer look!
The eventual winner does his traditional tire-smoking spins in front of the grandstand, wow-ing the crowd, collects his champagne and kisses and off he goes.
And as for us - hey, it was fun!
1 comment:
Grandpa Al always said that all you need in life is WD-40 and Duct Tape. I guess he was right.
ps. who's the hot babe you picked up?
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