My brother and sister in law shouted me tickets to the speedway for my birthday.
They call it banger racing over here,
it was also a little less, um, professional...
or at least 'less organised', than I'm used to.
A little known fact... once apon a time...
I used to commentate at the local track.
Every Sat night through summer, behind the mic with a crowd of thousands.
But that feels like a life time ago...
tonight would have been the first time I've been in probably 3 years.
And while it was very different to the racing back home,
it still brought back the same boyish smile.
Thanks for the tickets and lunch guys - had a blast!