Moving from Chicago has brought me many clueless moments...a day. Ive been introduced to so many things since I got out here that I have never even heard of before. One of the new experiences I had this weekend was the Demolition Derby. When first hearing this term I let out a big "what...the...heck" and yet again was the only one in the room who had not heard of it or been to one.
Going to the DD, as we so fondly have called it, was actually my favorite event so far. I honestly dont think I stopped laughing the whole time I was there. Just the whole culture and setting was hysterical and fun and something totally out in left field for me.
Our favorite part I think was the musical entertainment...
My favorite picture of the night. Me and one of the SLC boys posing our reactions to some of the wreckage...and to top it off a full fledged derby man behind us.
To summarize. The DD changes people lives.
5 comments:
fun...your hair looks pretty.
Hilarious, Coco! Loved your analysis and the great pics!
I feel educated now. That was very funny.
You're pretty.
Was this the derby in West Valley City? That was our first derby experience and we went back several times, taking more friends each time. I would always come back hoarse from screaming -- it brings out some crazy animal instincts that I didn't know about.
I went to a few smaller derbies at county fairs and stuff since then and nothing compares because the arena in WVC is huge and they go WAY faster. I've been spoiled by quality. Perhaps you have been too. You are probably 43% hick by now.
Amazing!
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