I have a good friend who lives in Minnesota, whose husband drag races as a hobby. Now I don’t mean he takes the family car to the race track on Sunday, I mean he really has a car that is specifically for drag racing. Actually, he has two of them.
I remember one summer, back in the late 1990s, when he actually made it to the division semi-finals. He went to Indianapolis motor speedway for the weekend to race. And, being such a close family friend (his wife is my best friend, even though we live very far apart now), I was invited to come along for the weekend.
It was a weekend full of camping (right there at the track) and a lot of fun!!! We sat around the campfire at night, which is one of my favorite things to do, cooked breakfast over the campfire, roasted marshmallows, had a few beers. Just good old-fashioned fun. And during the day we watched all the races. I think that it is one of my favorite memories of my entire lifetime. Good friends and a good time, there is no better combination.
