A Focused Imagination: Sweet Sounds of the Race Track

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Saturday, June 6, 2009

Sweet Sounds of the Race Track

The roar of the cylinders firing as the car accelerates, the screeching of the tires around the sweeper; nothing but you, the track, and the car. There is nothing in this world that can compare to a day spent pushing the limits on the track. The constant pumping of adrenaline is incredible. My Dad drove his decked out 65' Mustang (it's nothing but a pure race car), and I took our new Camaro SS. Hate to say it, but we were two of the few American cars out there.