Supernationals

It's that time again. White trash, redneck hicks of the world unite! Ok thats not entirely fair, but it is somewhat accurate. Supernationals. Hobbystocks, Sport Mods, Stock Cars, and Modifieds from all over the country journey to Boone, IA to race for the coveted title of Supernationals Champion. It is the biggest, baddest, loudest, drunkest, funnest, naked-est white trash party ever established and for the most part, I'm proud to be a part of it (minus the nakedness). This however, is the first year since I've been going that I haven't been able to attend all week, due to the fact that I now have a full time job. Boo.

When I started this blog I thought I would try to capture the 'essence" of supernationals, but I'm beginning to realize how difficult that is going to be. I don't think you can fully appreciate the chaos of it, unless or until you see it. The day starts out with the drunk peeling themselves out from under a trailer, or out of a tent. Others arrive from whatever hotel or friend's place they were able to crash at. All the drivers complete the necessary things to race that day. Racing begins and its a parade of endless cars around the track vying for the top 2 spots in the heat that will get them into the A main where the top 2 spots from there get them in the championship race. Hundreds of people on the catwalk above the track, cheering on their favorite driver. At the end of the night, after all the spots for the day have been qualified for...the party begins. Four-wheelers, golf carts, and other various motor vehicles wheel around the pits with generally way too many passengers. Women stripping on trailers, men stripping on trailers...ahh its the life I tell you. :)

I believe Wednesday night when I was there, a girl looked at me, smiled, and held up a sign that said...and I quote, "Show us your tits!" Now, I'm not a prude or by any means, naive, but this caught me a little off guard. Had it been a man, I'm sure I would have been completely unsurprised, but this tiny little woman (hot, i might add) looked me up and down like i was a piece of meat and smiled at me like she wanted it. I politely smiled back and said, "Yeah..ain't happenin." :)

I'll be back tomorrow to watch Brad race in the championship race (Yay he qualified!) and I'll keep you posted as to the details! OR...come see for yourself! :)