The PIR

It was a beautiful Sunday morning here in the Valley, and my adventurous side is ready to start exploring my new hometown.
First stop is the Phoenix International Speedway for the Good Sam 500, or as I like to call it, Redneck Race day.
The expansive western desert is filled with RV’s and tailgate parties, ready to enjoy 312 laps of racing bliss. I settle into my front row seat, sip my beverage and wait for the race to start.
The adrenaline rush from the speed and power of the race cars is indescribable! Each time the cars drifted around the corner and raced past me was a new thrill.
I quickly understood the appeal of racing.
As with any sporting event, a tight race to the finish always makes things better. It was neck and neck for the last 12 laps, and on the final lap, two cars were bumping each other to the finish line.
Kevin Harvick though pulls out his 1st win by 0.00100 of a second.
Incredible! I’m off to a good start in my new home State.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?