Strands of rubber on the ground and flying at my unprotected face. At 200 mph.
$6 beers and no hotdogs. The guy in front of me got the last one.
Patches of personality everywhere.
Redneck marketing at its finest.
The long bus ride there and back. It took us 2 hours to get back to the hotel.
My positive attitude and joyful demeanor through it all.
Enjoy some pictures….
Standing With Some Jack Daniels' finest
Fernando forgot earplugs
The view from my seat
Jimmy Johnson Jenga. I guess he won.
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