Hell yes, bubba. Which brings us to Memorable Race No. 2 of 2000. It took place last fall at Westbank Speedway, a quarter-mile dirt track that lies somewhere on the far west side of New Orleans. The track smells like boiled Cajun peanuts, day-old beer and a ripe aquarium. The planks in the wooden stands were salvaged from the Nina, the Pinta and parts of the Santa Maria.
Mosquitoes are fierce.
Right behind our seats, a spider that would make the Crocodile Hunter run for the exit was weaving a web large and strong enough to snare a large buzzard, or possibly even one or two of the smaller mosquitoes. There were maybe 45 people in the stands for the final enduro race of the season. The cars would run 50 laps counter-clockwise, then 50 laps clockwise. And that car count was lemme add this up here seven. Seven cars, the grand total value of which would not equal one set of tires for a Minardi.