Yeah, just hanging out with my 21 year old son and his friends at the drag is good for an old fart like me. I was impressed by the variety of cars and trucks and bikes. From full bodied drag cars to rice rockets. I even ran a modified power stroke diesel. He got the jump on me but I ran him down and started to pass him when I ran out of fuel at the end of the track. Threw it into third and coasted to the end. I guess you could say I finished 2nd
And to drive home after a night of fun is a good thing also.