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Robert thought we were just going to look around and he could show me the racetrack that he and Sarah went to a couple weeks ago. (I turned down the offer to join them and took the canoe out on the river instead; I’ll join them on the next NASCAR trip.)
Robert started to suspect when Sarah and I pointed out the Rusty Wallace signs to follow.
We ended up in the infield and went to go get our jumpsuits and helmets!
Five laps at 130-140 miles per hour is both quick and slow.
The wall is really flying by when you’re going that fast, that close to it.
But you (well, at least me) are also wondering what happens if you touch the wall or a tire blows out, or one of the amateur drivers gets in the way…
Of course, none of those things happened. You’re just going really fast around the track.
You can tell by our smiles that it was a lot of fun — and a lot of adrenaline.
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