Last year, I attended
my first NASCAR race and my life hasn’t been the same since. I’m serious. Really serious. There’s something about race weekend, the crowd, the atmosphere, the adrenaline, the scent of exhaust in the air. I can’t quite pinpoint it but it’s now one of my absolute favorite times of the year (right next to Christmas and the steak cookoffs). Maybe it’s because I feel like it brings the simplicity of being a girl from the country and getting that good ole feeling of being a redneck in this big ole city. Either way – I love it and can’t get enough and I leave feeling just about as relaxed as I would from a weekend at the beach. If that’s not love I don’t know what is.
Friday night was the O’Reilly Auto Parts 300. Not so many people at this race but you’ll still find some peculiar ones, in our case we found two. They were sitting about seven or so seats down from us. One was highly intoxicated and everytime we got up to let him head to the restrooms (presumably), we were a little more concerned about him getting to the aisle (or back to his seat). His buddy, had a huge tattoo of an eagle across his entire forehead that looked like it had been there for a while. Must’ve been a bad night… I’m not going to lie, I got a semi picture because I thought no one would believe that what we were actually seeing (or more that I couldn’t believe it myself). It was one of those moments where, “I thought this was just the kind of stuff you saw online?!” I’m not going to post it because I already think I’m on God’s bad side for taking it in the first place (see I have a conscience)!
Either way, Drunk McDrunkerson must’ve got some liquid courage because around 100 laps left they passed a cold Keystone Light to us down the row and even offered it up with a little wink when I showed him we had our own. Fellas, I tell ya.
We found our seats in time to see a few of the qualifying laps. We saw Kyle Busch set the limit for the fastest speed on the track, 196.235 mph. Slightly fast, eh? We were right on turn one. I moseyed on down to grab a little video for y’all (and more importantly my dad) of how fast they’re going (and praying that the car stayed on the track). First thought that crossed my mind as he flew by was “$hit!”. They go pretty fast! The video doesn’t really provide justice.
As much as I love last falls day race, the night race is just as relaxing. More importantly, I don’t have to worry about getting fried by the Texas sun. My pale skin can’t handle it.
On another note…. these two. Seriously, best seats in the house?! They were facing the track, pretty much first row, RV style. The best part of this is it looks like he’s trying to talk to his wife (maybe the other way around). You can’t hear anything people are saying to each other. Maybe we should just insert captions here….. what do you think they’re saying?
And all good times must come to an end. Kyle Busch ended up winning the race. He got a LOT of boo’s where I was sitting. Being fairly new to this whole deal, kind of kept me wondering why people hate him so much. Please let me know if you happen to know.
Meanwhile, you’ll find me cheering for the cute and single racers. *wink, wink*
Texas Tuesday link up with Amanda from Princess of the Panhandle and Crystal from Masons Mama. This is a chance for any blogger to participate in a post on the greatness of Texas! There’s so much to explore!
For more on this event:
Sights of Spring Races
