What an incredible Indy 500 today! It was rain delayed a few hours but they got it done before deadline and along the way it was one of the most intense nail-biting races I’ve seen in years. Maybe it wasn’t really any better than previous races and my impression was just the result of a culmination of unrelated things in my life (or lack thereof). I think it was the race, though. The announcers were hootin’ and hollerin’, especially during the last 20 laps. Also, I think it’s the first time I ever saw a second-place driver so emotionally crushed that he actually broke down in tears, for quite a spell, on camera. I could understand. It was intense for me, too, and I only spent the race settin’ in my armchair watchin’ it on the TV, not jockeying at 215 m.p.h. at close quarters with a dozen other racers hell-bent on beating me.
I have more important and meaningful things to write about, including some pictures, but I don’t have enough time. Nevertheless, I felt compelled to post something, and a blurb about Indy is the only thing I can squeeze out of the little block of time available at the moment. Hopefully, before it gets to be several more months of nothing, I’ll get something more important and meaningful posted, including pictures.
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Indy 500
May 27, 2024
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John Chappell
What an incredible Indy 500 today! It was rain delayed a few hours but they got it done before deadline and along the way it was one of the most intense nail-biting races I’ve seen in years. Maybe it wasn’t really any better than previous races and my impression was just the result of a culmination of unrelated things in my life (or lack thereof). I think it was the race, though. The announcers were hootin’ and hollerin’, especially during the last 20 laps. Also, I think it’s the first time I ever saw a second-place driver so emotionally crushed that he actually broke down in tears, for quite a spell, on camera. I could understand. It was intense for me, too, and I only spent the race settin’ in my armchair watchin’ it on the TV, not jockeying at 215 m.p.h. at close quarters with a dozen other racers hell-bent on beating me.
I have more important and meaningful things to write about, including some pictures, but I don’t have enough time. Nevertheless, I felt compelled to post something, and a blurb about Indy is the only thing I can squeeze out of the little block of time available at the moment. Hopefully, before it gets to be several more months of nothing, I’ll get something more important and meaningful posted, including pictures.
indyracing