Of all my hobbies, I would be remiss if I didn't think of the "heart-a-pumpin" day I spend each weekend with my 'love of speed,' my 'need for action' and my "once again spinning out and slamming into the wall" friends at NASCAR! Sitting on the edge of my seat all the way, I am a fan!
There's nothing like seeing those men lined up as the National Anthemn is sung. It gives courage to all as the clergy offers a prayer, always including our military abroad. Chills roll across my body when I see the military "Fly - Over." And then...
"Gentlemen, Start your engines!"
The roar of all the motors on TV is only a fraction of what you hear on the actual track! And the Good Ol' Boys are off!
A few years ago, I wasn't much into NASCAR. But now as I keep up with the teams, the drivers and their goings-on, it's much like a soap opera! Well, maybe better! With all the weddings, new babies, arguments between drivers and penalties... yep! Nothin' like racin'. Boogetty! Boogetty! Boogetty! Let's go!