Recently my mom and dad came to phoenix, and we got to go stay up there with them in the hotel, while the men folk (Mark, my dad and my brother Tom) went to Nascar. Thank you Mom and Dad for such a fun weekend. Mark wanted me to be sure to say he had a great time watching the race with you too, Dad. Here are the pics he took.
Lots of burning rubber done on that day. This is a single stash of wheels one car can burn through in one race! ~(OK so I don't know if that's true, or if that's what this picture is really of, but if you know me, I gotta add a little pizazz to everything!)~
Walking right on the asphalt. My favorite part of this picture is the old dude clutching his checkered race pillow. I bet he sleeps with it. (and I am pretty proud of myself I didn't make one "ass" phalt comment.)
Those yellow bleachers is where the men folk spent much of their day. Maybe that's why old dude had a pillow.
Carl Edwards Crew Chief's station. It's covered up because the threat of rain persisted up until about 1 p.m then the sun beat down and the race was on!
This was how close they got to be. Mark said you had to wear earplugs because of how loud it gets.
The men folk were able to get "pit passes." Apparently though the "pit pass," is not nearly as cool as the "garage pit pass." So here are people looking down on what they thought they were getting. .........Next time.........
This one's for Thomas. Mark had to show him that "Mac" was there! He believed him too.