…and my husband knows this. That is why, for my birthday, Peter gave me a ticket to ride in a NASCAR at the Kentucky Speedway. Sweet!
When I saw that the cars running the track were real, sponsor painted NASCARS, my thought was “boy I hope I don’t end up riding in a Jeff Gordan car or it will really put a damper on this experience.” Thankfully, the cars being used for the ride-a-longs did not include a Jeff Gordan car.
I was a little disappointed that I did not get to suit-up. That is reserved for those having the driving experience. Maybe that will be my next adventure.
Getting in the car was such a Dukes of Hazzard moment and I LOVED it! After seeing numerous people of all ages and sizes struggle to get in and out of the car, I was determined to enter and exit gracefully.
My driver, who races, just not on the Sprint cup circuit, was a real sweetie. He held my hand while I was buckled in and kept smiling at me, asking if I was nervous and if I was ready for this. “You bet” was my reply. You could tell few women take advantage of this opportunity. 
Three laps around the track hitting 170 mph.
It was amazing the G-forces exerted on my body. I was trying to imagine driving an entire race with those forces, maneuvering in traffic and not hitting anyone. Incredible athletes, those drivers! I was also smiling like a fool the whole time and getting a nice layer of track grit on me. It was thrilling, exciting and made me want more, as you can plainly see from this smile that Peter caught just after I finished.
Thank you Peter for an awesome birthday present!