And here we are in another microcosm I know nothing about, the monster truck world. It’s a world where not only they make the very big trucks, but also have aliases and paint the names on the very big trucks. The announcer told us the Scarlet Bandit was a big winner.
The announcer was in the arena while people were coming in, but his eventual seat was near us. I ascertained that the winners got some sort of champagne. That box thing was linked to the sound system. To sing the National Anthem, they plugged in a phone and hit play.
The announcer and his assistant. We had a group of giggly young teenage girls sitting a few rows back. At one point they all yelled his name (“Justin!!!!) together. He turned around, scanned the stands and then smiled and waved while they all giggled. I love teenage girls.
Thus follow many pictures of very big trucks. It was breathtaking to watch them fly off the jumps. The hydraulics were incredible. It was very loud. I wondered how much one of those trucks costs and how much gas they use.