In another life, Kevin would choose to either be:
A) a fighter pilot or
B) a super bike racer.
He is crazy. So when I heard there was a super bike race, a championship race non-the-less, here in Utah, I knew we had to go. We decided to bring along the brothers, since were good older siblings like that.
It was beautiful weather luckily. It wasn't hot, but the sun was beating down on us pretty good. We all got nice sunburns. Next time, we will bring umbrellas. And better food; actually a whole cooler full of food and drinks. These boys would not stop eating; and snack food only lasts so long. You live, you learn.
It was amazing to watch these world class racers go up to 200 mph. 200 mph! On a bike! There were a few crashes, but amazingly, no injuries. They jumped right up and ran off the track. Too bad I was busy finding that last good piece of kettle corn out of the bag when one racer crashed right. in. front. of. me. ROOOAR!!! I threw that bag down and didn't touch it for the rest of the day.
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