No, it ain't a drag...



RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN — that’s the sound you’ll hear at the drag race — at like, 10 million decibels. The volume is so high you can not only hear it, but feel it. The noise revving from the engine literally rattles your body when you’re standing, and vibrates your butt when seated on the bleachers. And it can be heard up to 20 miles away. It’s kinda like an extreme sport where everyone gets to feel a bit of the rush.


Last weekend, I bypassed the Panther’s game where De-Homme beat Da-Bears and went to the drag. (Our boys are looking good this year, are they not?)

Although I think the zMAX Dragway is a great addition to Charlotte, Concord… (kinda like Huntersville, Cornelius, Lake Norman... whatever you want to call it) I can understand why neighbors complained about the track and considered it a drag. When I was in the grand stand I noticed a golf cart going across a course and behind it an entire neighborhood... can you imagine you’re about to swing in a game of golf, or eating lunch on your deck and you hear... “RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN” for six seconds at time, for three days of qualifying and racing.

Here’s a crash course in drag racing...

In a drag race, two vehicles go against each other over a straight, measured distance from a standing start. The standard distances are a quarter or eighth of a mile. A standard drag racing event involves several classes: Pro Stock, Top Fuel, and Funny Car (they’re hilarious). Each competing in their own single-elimination tournament of head-to-head races.


JEG’S has some badass racers, there are several women racers, you’re going to want to bring earplugs if you attend a race, and the headphones this baby is wearing must really be soundproof…. And that’s all she wrote (or knows rather)


I’m sorry, what did you say?

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