Pepsi Southern 500 & the Carolinas

    We went to the Busch race on Saturday and checked out the track, it is a great looking track and is called the Grand Daddy of all the tracks.  We pulled into the parking lot and as we were getting out of the car, there was deaf girl that was selling homemade key chains and she approached us, they were like a dollar each so my father and I gave her five dollars each and told her it was hers, she thanked us and went on her way ( now there is a moral somewhere in this story )  We went into the track, walked around and decided to go the ticket booth and buy the tickets for the Busch race that day.  So we're waiting in line, and I was getting our money set, when this guy walks up to me and says "here I don't need these, here ya go guys"  they were front stretch grandstand seats and he just gave us the tickets.  I was like in shock I almost said no to him.  My father says to me, "see we were repaid for being nice to that girl"
    Ok, so we get to the seats and here is my father who is a rookie for this being his first race.  Of course we end up with a drunk right in front of us and starts busting on my father about his hat and the driver number was on it. This guy was whacked.  I'm thinking my father gonna get up and hit him.  The drunk turned his attention elsewhere.  I had a family sitting next to me, they were cool, they lived across from the track and can't afford to go the big race and his boss got him the tickets.  Well the drunk was going at something and the father starts laughing along with me at the drunk and goes "where's my gun" in his southern accent.  My father had a guy sittingnext to him who would offer beer to my dad once in awhile and when he was done would put the beer can on the ground and smash it with his foot squirting the beer all over the drunk's back.  My father got a kick out that.  It seemed that the same time the drunks favorite driver crashed , he crashed too and almost went end over end down the seats

PEPSI SOUTHERN 500.....RACE DAY. view from 4th turn, Pearson Tower, we could see everything from these seats.
  

    After the race. we packed up the car and head alittle farther south to Myrtle Beach, I wanted to show my father that area, because I have been there before and liked it there.  While we were there, we checked out the Nascar Cafe and the Hard Rock Cafe.
                    
    Then we headed north to Welcome, North Carolina.  I wanted to go check out Richard Childress Racing which is Dale Earnhardt's owner and race shop.
          
                                            

    My father had a great time and for me it was like a father/son bonding thing.  This was the first time that the two of us had done something like this.  I think it brought us closer and also reminded me something that I already knew that my father is a cool guy.  We already have things set for the 99 race and plan on going back to Earnhardt's shop again and then head towards Charlotte, check out the track and all the other race shops there......
 
 

Darlington Raceway