The only way you can get a good picture of racing is a caution from a wreck. It was loud, obnoxious, and fun. We did have to walk about a mile...but, when we couldn't find our gate, some dude on a golf cart asked if we needed a ride and we(and our beer) hopped on and he flew us to the gate. Also, we paid $40 to park in someone's backyard, but atleast the property line backed up to a campground, which had porta potties!!!
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