Day 3

Yesterday was a whirlwind, and today, we're home.  I'll post today's pictures either tomorrow, or later tonight.  In the last entry I called David's brother "Calvin" but his name is "Calvert."  Sorry.

We got on the road before sunrise yesterday, and headed to the track.  It was overcast, cold, and windy.  It felt SO much like it was ready to rain.  We walked the trailer area for a bit, checked out some interesting things, then headed back to the truck to tailgate.

David made bratwurst on the grill, and we sat and visited.  It was nice to sit and people-watch for a bit.  By the time we were done eating, the sun had come out, and it felt nice.  I ditched the sweatshirt and we headed in.

We got into our seats, and it was HOT!  My already burned nose protested.  I smeared sunscreen on my face (obviously missing my neck...ouch.)  By the time the race got underway, we were in the shade, but that hour or so in the sun was enough.

The Doobie Brother's were singing (yup, they're still alive.)  The race was absolutely incredible.  They pulled a "competition caution," which means a made-up excuse to close the pack back up, and make competition closer.  Carl had been over 1/4 lap ahead of the second place car when they did it, so I started biting my nails, big time!

When it went back to green, he pulled away again, and was in the lead until the end.  I was jumping and screaming and freaking out.  I drove over 600 miles to get there and MY driver won!  It was awesome.

Of course, I had to drive over 600 miles to get home, too, so now I'm beat.  Kevin and I are quite sick of the inside of the truck, and the state of Kansas (which was burning, clouded in smoke) and other drivers and rest areas and...well, you get the idea.  Now, I must rest.