And smoke, too, lingering in the staging lanes over Grove Creek Raceway.
Drag racing under the lights! It had been awhile since I had found my way to the asphalt playground and it was a long-overdue trip. Met up with gearhead buddies, drank the octane nectar. With social distancing guidelines hovering (though not universally observed by many) I did my best to catch a few slices of the eighth-mile action from afar.
On the spectator side of the asphalt, there were some interesting things that popped up as well. It was a cool night and a welcomed interlude in a very strange summer….