Wandering

I spent the afternoon at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway 

watching sports car racing on the road course.

My little camera is too slow to catch the cars at speed, 

so I mostly didn't bother, but here is a group

of corner workers watching over the

Continental Tire Brickyard Challenge,

which was followed soon after by the  three-hour

Rolex Grand-Am Series race.

The bearded man was also monitoring a couple

grandsons, a sort of "free-range child care,"

wherein he did his job while the boys took in the

delights of some manufacturer displays

a hundred feet or so away.

Shown below is a picture of cars coming through 

Turn 11 where the crew was working.

I dawdled around the manufacturers' displays myself. 

They're installed in the parking lot around the IMS Museum

and feature the latest and fanciest models of cars

and engines all polished to perfection. 

I can't afford anything, but I like to dream about 

a particular model of car. In red, of course.

I take that back - I did buy a tiny model of NASCAR

driver Tony Stewart's No. 14 Bass Pro Shops

Mobil 1 Chevy. The box said it is meant 

for children ages 4 and up. I think I can handle that.

A passer-by was kind enough to take my picture 

while I was standing behind a headless cardboard torso

of NASCAR driver Kevin Harvick. Hello!