Dammit! I trained my giant wrong, it was meant to get Milka Duno!
American racing was back this week, with Indycar heading to Barber Motorsports Park (or Cadwell Park on growth hormones for British readers, everyone else can look it up) and NASCAR way out west in Phoenix.
Barber Motorsports Park is exactly like a artistic masterpeice (before you ask, giant spiders are the things of nightmares, not art), owned by a private collector.
Absolutely wonderful, but pretty much useless at what it was meant to do—producing actual racing in the case of Barber, interesting the public in the case of the artwork.
Elsewhere we got the first round of the Le Mans Series, an eight hour dash (and I pretty much mean dash for most of the race) around Paul Ricard. Audi did what Audi did best, and win with ruthless efficiency and Giancarlo Fisichella managed to overtake something in a Ferrari.
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