Have Boat, Will Crash
Already tonight I’ve seen a driver endo his car off a ramp and into a row of buses stood on end like bowling pins, been enlightened to the idea of replacing back tires with metal skids (a “ski”-car race!) and watched more than one driver crash right through the junked motorhomes scattered about the track’s infield.
The highlight thus far, however, has to be the figure-eight school bus race, in which one bus inevitably flips at high speed, turning the entire track into one big sandstorm. Well, that and the guy on the port-a-potty who is inexplicably towed around the track with his pants around his ankles.
“It’s everything!” exclaims Naomi Walters, who’s spending her Saturday night here. “The drivers love it; the fans love it; you can’t get no better than Crash-a-Rama!”
Yup, no better indeed. But all this carnage has merely been a warm-up act. The reason I’m here, and judging by the buzz in the audience the reason for most fans, is the boat-and-trailer race. It’s so popular that it’s saved for the end of the schedule. Or maybe it’s the fact that the race creates such a mountain of debris on the track that not much can come after it.
After watching what came first, I wonder if anybody can actually finish 10 laps with a shred of the boat in tow still in tow.