I've been told by many people that the Indy 500 was quite the spectacle at one time. Though its popularity has dwindled and, admittedly, I know about as I do Hungarian cabinet making, I'll be flying down to Indianapolis this weekend in search of greatness.
Yes, it's a "field trip." Haven't done one of these in a while. So while the rest of you are heading down the shore, engaging in hot dog related activities, drinking out of red cups, I'll be scanning the infield at Indy for some controlled chaos. In fact, that's why they invited us. Look: