Last night was the ‘Crash-up-Derby’ at our County Fair (they have it every year)…last night was very good. Sometimes you get there and it almost feels like the drivers have a ‘ho-hum’ attitude and there’s not very good ‘crashing’ going on. Last night rocked!! By the time it was over what was once a station wagon looked like a kids accordion, it had been sandwiched (front/back) by two other cars. Not to mention the yellow car that had to chain the trunk (yes I said TRUNK, not just bumper) onto the car so it could come back out for another go. In the last heat they had one guy that busted his radiator during the first five minutes, so he was spewing steam, water, and antifreeze (which added a new aroma to the air…we already had the livestock smell going on). But he lasted through the whole thing, until he rammed into the back end of another car and totally caved the rest of the front in; and caused that guy to get stuck and backfire into his calibrator (maybe?) and caught the car on fire. The ‘Derby Officials’ (the important people in the bright yellow shirts) came running with a fire extinguisher and put the car out. They were busting out of the ring and moving giant tractor tires out of the way, making it so the officials had to continue to fix or rearrange the ring…it was awesome.
There was a large group of us there from my church. Of course with the size of my church, and with the number of kids all the young married couples have had, you really only have to have about five couples show up and you feel like it’s a ‘huge’ group. In our group alone there were thirty-four people sitting in lawn chairs or standing behind us. Then I know there were at least ten more floating around (that were apparently to good for us, because they didn’t sit by us – their loss). The poor souls that saw an empty spot and put a chair down and ended up getting mixed in the middle of us. I’m sure they had fun though. (grin)
It is a little disconcerting though, to sit and look at all our little girls and watch them scream and holler for a car…hoping that it does massive damage to the other one. You know you live in the country when…(hehe). We had a really good time, and it was a great cap to a good week.