Automobile races are often held on Sunday all around the world, so why not at STL CDBP? Back at the Washington County Fair, the noise level was high and the dust was flying. I have no idea how big the engines were in these vehicles or what kind of money was at stake. A big crowd waited for spinouts and wrecks while an announcer yammered about total points in the summer racing series. I assume all the drivers still had weekday jobs. Nobody knew from NASCAR and the NHRA where I grew up in NYC. Hell, you were lucky to go faster than a crawl on the Long Island Expressway near where I lived. People called it the Long Island Distressway, the BIG LIE and the Longest Parking Lot In The World. To us, racing meant the dash into a subway car before the doors closed.
