oh my, how can i describe my oct. 2004 trip to talladega.hallowed ground for any nascar fan. the size is overwhelming.the smell is that ras'in smell. the beer is hot; and the women are hotter still. the air is electric and the tension is downright unbelievable.you hear it and you feel it in the pit of your stomach.

if your not running over someone then they are sure as hell running over you. the goodies walk is just amazing. it goes forever.

did i mention women. hay,
what happens at talladega stays at talladega.
and then this. it is all about size at 'dega.
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