My Uncle came to town last week and we had the wonderful opportunity to spend a few days with him. Dinner one night and then on Saturday we got to go see him at the Larry H. Miller Racetrack in Tooele. Oh my, we had a blast! My uncle races cars and although he was not racing this particular weekend, he had rented his car out to another driver. The kids loved it, I loved it, Clint loved it. It was like a whole other world out there.
My uncle asked me if I would be his flag girl. No clue what he meant but I told him I would. I was in charge of going onto the track before the race and holding the car's flag. Each car would then line up next to their flag and get ready for the race to begin. It was fun to be out there right next to all the cars. What a rush!