Chris and Adam became Rednecks this weekend. They went to a NASCAR race in Las Vegas. While the race was going, Chris called me. I could hear the roar of the crowd (100,000 people), the rumble of the race cars, and the announcer booming overhead. I could barely hear Chris on his phone. They were both having fun blending in with the variety of people they sat around. Chris has never gotten into Nascar racing, but likened it to a 10,000 in track. He talked about the stategies involved and the guy who started out last ended up winning all. He will get back tonight. (Oh, it took them 3 hours to get out of the parking lot and the race was only 3 hours.)
Monday, March 2, 2009
Chris, the REDNECK
Chris and Adam became Rednecks this weekend. They went to a NASCAR race in Las Vegas. While the race was going, Chris called me. I could hear the roar of the crowd (100,000 people), the rumble of the race cars, and the announcer booming overhead. I could barely hear Chris on his phone. They were both having fun blending in with the variety of people they sat around. Chris has never gotten into Nascar racing, but likened it to a 10,000 in track. He talked about the stategies involved and the guy who started out last ended up winning all. He will get back tonight. (Oh, it took them 3 hours to get out of the parking lot and the race was only 3 hours.)
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oh the joys of racing. i just cannot get into racing no matter how much i love the movie cars.
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