The Drag

My husband is watching the “World’s Strongest Man Competition” on television right now.

We are so different when it comes to this sort of thing.  This guy is harnessed to a semi… and he is pulling it.  At what point in his life did he think that this would be a good idea?

I am trying to understand why my husband wouldn’t be totally into “The Next Foodnetwork Star” – I mean who wouldn’t be fascinated by someone making a gourmet dish out of Pop Tarts in 30 minutes?

… I have come to embrace the fact that my husband and I are male and female.  Which essentially means that besides us being complimentary opposites in many characteristics that enhance life… some of our chosen past-times are totally bewildering to the other.

Like that my idea of going to the mountains is buying wood and parking right next to a nicely groomed camped site… and his opinion of my idea is that I am clearly a city girl that should be laughed right off that mountain.

And I have never understood how someone can know so much about cars and engines and motors and the need to go as fast as possible.

…Until I went with him here:

The Drag Races.

These cars are loud and fast.

This is a total sensory experience.  You feel it, smell it, taste it…

And you see what happens when a bunch of car experts put their heads together to see if they can make a car go faster than the others.

AND if you want to take it up a notch…

Take a seven-year old boy who has never seen such tire-screeching, exhaust-billowing madness.

 

This is my Nephew who never leaves anyone disappointed by having a lack of expression on his face.

 

And so I could pretty much bet my life on the fact that he would be just as good of entertainment as the cars.

 

Especially when this guy came out.  His 47 questions on the way there about whether or not their would be a “monster truck” made this moment precious.

 

He never disappoints.  Cameras were made for him.

 

Besides the actual racing, these events tend to have some pretty crazy spectator shows

Like this truck.  See that smoke coming out of the back?

It is getting ready to do this:

He is shooting a crazy amount of flames out of his engine which is in his rear, because…

This guy doesn’t have an engine under its hood.  It has a JET engine in its rear and it pushes the car forward.  It seriously sounds like a plane is taking off.

 

This is what happens when men get creative.

And so is this:

A tank? Oh no…

A tank that opens?  Try again…

A FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON!

It is a transformer!

Can you imagine what is going through his mind right now?

 

And then the dragon does this:

 

He picks up a car

 

And he starts eating it!

My nephew was going out of his mind.

 

Seeing a car eaten right in half before his very eyes…

My husband was officially the coolest uncle ever.

I never get credit for these things.