when I was ten, I think, My dad took my outside of Missouri to go to Kansas motor speedway, It felt incredible, having the cars rattle my senses, I even got a diecast car which my dad got me which had me very excited, and seeing the crashes in real life was a surreal experience I didn't stay for the whole thing, because, at the time, I didn't like spending too much time away from home, but I kept going to races, I recently went to texas to see an Indy car race, just something I felt like sharing.
