The flagger. We sat pretty close and I liked to watch how he twisted the flag around. Apparently there's quite an art to the wrist twisting. And, yes, you can read NASCAR on his shirt.
One of the races. We were there for several hours and came away probably with some hearing loss.
Everyone else. This happens (not being in the picture) when you are taking all the pictures.
One of the mini-racers. The nice guy let me sit in his car afterwards.
And, the winning car for the night.
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