CHESTER, CT - May 30, 2012
Summer has officially started. And a glorious summer it shall be...especially for the Fox & Co clients and friends fascinated by automobiles of various perversions racing around tracks of varying ovalities. In the spirit of such fueled fanaticism, please find this tribute to NASCARites and akin followers.
Ah, the ambiance and cultural enrichment of a motor car race.
The bouquet of high octane fumes wafting into one's lymph system; the taste of burning rubber and scalded oil tricking down an asphalt-dusted throat into once clean lungs; and the wonderful feel of sweat-soaked clothes sticking to every square inch of epidermis not covered to protect from searing sun, and the ever delightful 100% humidity. Who doesn't love the incessant, constant , unrelenting, nonstop roar of un-muffled engines and screaming tires pounding into even the thickest of heads? And only for four, or so pleasant hours.
Can it be argued that the best time of the race is watching the checker flag wave while sitting in an air-conditioned bar, overlooking Daytona's piece of the Atlantic, with a perfectly mixed icy martini in one hand, and the bar's TV remote in the other?
And can it be disputed, even for one eternal racing moment, that the best time of race watching starts with the iconic call, "Gentlemen, start your engines," and the simultaneous, but subtle nod to the attentive barkeeper, who immediately begins shaking that silver chalice?
I think not.
Gentleman, and ladies, start your engines.
That's with a freshly peeled Central Florida lemon twist s'il vous plait.
JJF and Fox & Co Team