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| An infield view of the Winner's Circle |
Is there anything more American than Nascar? I must confess
that I know next to nothing about the sport, short of what I learned while
watching the Clint Boyer episode of Duck Dynasty. Regardless, I jumped at the
chance to take the VIP tickets that my uncle generously offered and head into
the pit alongside a few members of my family during a recent trip to Kentucky.
Though the actual race was rained out, I think that the free-flowing Budweiser,
periodic engine cranking, abundance of camouflage, and field camping gave me a
taste of the scene and an appreciation for this lively subculture.
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| The underground maze built for getting around in golf carts |
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| Emerging from the tunnel and getting one of my first glimpses of the speedway |
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| A reflection of my Hunter Boots which, after countless comments, I learned are not necessarily a trend at the races |
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| Before the clouds and rain rolled in |
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| My (losing) picks in the draw |
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| Lots and lots of horsepower (or so I'm told) |
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