A couple of observations from our great weekend in central Indiana. I always tell folks the Indianapolis 500 is something you have to experience at least once. I will amend that to say every so often you should do it again just to validate the initial experience. It’s been somewhere around 18 years since I attended my previous 500, and needless to say it reinforced all the things I already know and love (and a couple things I don’t) about the event. In my opinion, there’s nothing on earth quite like the Indy 500. I also enjoyed the Little 500 for the first time ever. Thanks to the Brent Funk trio for coming by and sharing some stories with us while we were tailgating. You could feel the atmosphere held a special vibe as folks converged on the facility. The race was mired in the early stages by incidents that caused any type of rhythm to be scarce. All in all, I’m glad I went, but it didn’t make it to my “can’t miss” list. I understand why folks feel that way because there’s more moving parts than a Rube Goldberg machine. And that’s why I am led to this proclamation. The Little 500 is not a Sprint Car race, it’s an enduro for Sprint Cars. All that said it was a great father/son weekend even with the weather delay in Indy. I hope all of you enjoyed your weekend as much as we did!