In some places cars crashing into each other is something you wouldn't want to happen, as to avoid high insurance deductibles and expensive body work on your vehicle. But again, as luck would have it in rural Utah as the county fair winds down, cars are lined up around the rodeo arena and compete to be the last vehicle standing.... or running as the case might be. Its loud, its dirt-flying, noise-making, kid laughing fun, and for the life of me, I cant figure out why I have so much fun watching it :) I guess I really am a red-neck at heart, kind of always have been. My little Reagan has asked me every day since the "crashing dowby" as she calls it, if girls can drive? Like Kiz? (the 17 year old who won most agressive driver). Yes Reagan, girls can drive, and the very next day, the same conversation.
No matter that by 10:15 she was so wiped out even the noise level didn't bother her from passing out on my lap and falling sound asleep amid the destruction and noise of crashing cars. The kids all had a great time, the Dad wished he had the time and money to build one himself, and the Mom... well she's always just glad to tuck the kids in when we get home. :)
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