Another great West Texas red-neck social gathering. Reece and I went to see the Outlaw Nationals on Friday night....for MY birthday. Reece so enjoyed it. He screamed like a girl everytime the trucks took off.
His favorite was Twisted Dragon. He wrecked.
It was extremly loud, and earplugs were our best friend. I was worried about exhaust fumes that might cause second hand lung issues but it was not that bad. Just NOISE pollution!
There was on old fellow named Alan ....now picture this ... he was the driver of Heart Attack , and he was 65 with a pony tail, numerous skin markings and a serious case of the Jesus Movement from the 60's. His intro was...."He was once a dope dealer and monster truck mechanic......now....He is crushing Cars for Christ!".....
Overall, it was good times. Reece was so chatty after the event that it took him a few hours to settle down.
Next up...............Tractor Pull.
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