What is the dumbest or craziest thing you have ever seen a race fan do, or did yourself as a fan?

2/25-26/1967 Busch and Grand National races, a front came through on Fri. and Fri. night, the temp. was in the teens Sat and Sun. for the races but we were slogging around in the mud in the infield freezing but having a blast, infield tickets were $5 a car and $1 a person, damn it was nice to be in my twenties. Oh yeah the trophy girls looked nutty all bundled up in heavy coats, thats racing for the hardcore.
 
When I was at the Charlotte truck race I saw a drunk guy fall down whist using an ATM. Good times.
 
2002 was In Charlotte, after the race, traffic was backed up for miles, all going the same way. I see Gordon's hauler going the opposite way, no traffic at all, I say hey follow that hauler (sarcastically) my friend driving the car, actually does it. He takes about 4 orange cones wih him, one cone we are dragging under the car. Bunch of cops were everywhere and we didn't get stopped, we made it back to Statesville in 30 minutes, in which we otherwise would of been stuck in traffic for three hours.
 
JimmieGordon2448 said:
2002 was In Charlotte, after the race, traffic was backed up for miles, all going the same way. I see Gordon's hauler going the opposite way, no traffic at all, I say hey follow that hauler (sarcastically) my friend driving the car, actually does it. He takes about 4 orange cones wih him, one cone we are dragging under the car. Bunch of cops were everywhere and we didn't get stopped, we made it back to Statesville in 30 minutes, in which we otherwise would of been stuck in traffic for three hours.
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LOL, Damn the cones Full Speed ahead Scotty!!!
 
JimmieGordon2448 said:
2002 was In Charlotte, after the race, traffic was backed up for miles, all going the same way. I see Gordon's hauler going the opposite way, no traffic at all, I say hey follow that hauler (sarcastically) my friend driving the car, actually does it. He takes about 4 orange cones wih him, one cone we are dragging under the car. Bunch of cops were everywhere and we didn't get stopped, we made it back to Statesville in 30 minutes, in which we otherwise would of been stuck in traffic for three hours.
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Yeah, race traffic never bothered me that much until I endured the traffic hell that was the Baltimore Grand Prix.
 
FlFlash said:
They Scream "Hit Me" to me......now them big orange barrels are an entirely diferent matter :eek:
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I play autocross with the cones, kinda. See how close I get get to them and/or hitting them without tipping them over or moving them out of the box :)
 
I was living in Miami at the time. [1970] George and I are at a local watering hole when another buddy comes in. He was given tickets to the Firecracker 400. Leave Miami around 2 am, get to Daytona around 6-7 and there's no traffic, the speedway is silent. Check the tickets. We were a week too late. :rolleyes:
 
SST55 said:
I was living in Miami at the time. [1970] George and I are at a local watering hole when another buddy comes in. He was given tickets to the Firecracker 400. Leave Miami around 2 am, get to Daytona around 6-7 and there's no traffic, the speedway is silent. Check the tickets. We were a week too late. :rolleyes:
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I still have tickets to the Richmond Spring race. :D
 
Part II
Fuel pump is dieing leaving Daytona, 35 mph tops. Came all the way back to Miami on Rt 1 and A1a, could have bought a new pump but then wouldn't have had money for beer.:)
 
Greg said:
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1. In high school a couple of girls called wanting to know if I would come see them that Saturday night. I told them “ No I was going to the races” that was dumb.
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No it wasn't. Races before hoes, I have always said. :cool:

1984, USAF technical school at Chanute AFB Illinois. No internet or anything, but i found that there was a track in Charlston IL, so I toook the Greyhound to the closest place I could get to, and went to the track, with no plans on how the hell I was going to get back. I hitched a ride with one of the drivers as far back as Champaigne, and was pretty damn lucky to make it back to the base at all. Pouring rain, miles from anything, and I'm pretty much walking somewhere towards the direction of the Air Force base. If I remember, I thing I finally got a ride from a cop, but have no idea how late it was when I got back
 
I swear this is true...a few years back I decided to head back to Atlanta from Talladega on Saturday and had an extra 12 pack of beer. I told the young guy in the next camping spot I'd trade it to him for a pack of smokes (I had talked to him and his girlfriend awhile the night before and I knew he smoked). He thought a second but said he didn't have enough. So I said he could just have the beer but he said something like "Naw man..that's a whole twelve pack". So I said (a little hung over and jokingly).."OK, have your girlfriend show me her t_ts then".

He looked over towards the tent and yelled "Hey Donna, show this guy your t_ts!" She did, he took the beer, and I drove back to Atlanta :D.
 
Tony1930 said:
I swear this is true...a few years back I decided to head back to Atlanta from Talladega on Saturday and had an extra 12 pack of beer. I told the young guy in the next camping spot I'd trade it to him for a pack of smokes (I had talked to him and his girlfriend awhile the night before and I knew he smoked). He thought a second but said he didn't have enough. So I said he could just have the beer but he said something like "Naw man..that's a whole twelve pack". So I said (a little hung over and jokingly).."OK, have your girlfriend show me her t_ts then".

He looked over towards the tent and yelled "Hey Donna, show this guy your t_ts!" She did, he took the beer, and I drove back to Atlanta :D.
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Awesome.
 
Tony1930 said:
I swear this is true...a few years back I decided to head back to Atlanta from Talladega on Saturday and had an extra 12 pack of beer. I told the young guy in the next camping spot I'd trade it to him for a pack of smokes (I had talked to him and his girlfriend awhile the night before and I knew he smoked). He thought a second but said he didn't have enough. So I said he could just have the beer but he said something like "Naw man..that's a whole twelve pack". So I said (a little hung over and jokingly).."OK, have your girlfriend show me her t_ts then".

He looked over towards the tent and yelled "Hey Donna, show this guy your t_ts!" She did, he took the beer, and I drove back to Atlanta :D.
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Wow, one flash of boob for a hole 12 pack.
 
I was just reading the post about the hot dogs. It reminded me of the time I went to a dirt track race near Charlotte. I had to go to the restroom, When I walked in the restroom the stench almost took my breath away. I was trying to hurriedly use the urinal when this guy comes in with 2 hot dogs and a soda and sets his drink on a trash can about 3 feet from me and starts chomping down on his hot dogs like they were the best he ever had. It was one of those what was he thinking moments.
 
SST55 said:
Ever tell you of the girl I dated that had a noticable difference in the size of her boobs? She entered a wet T=shirt contest and won 2nd and 4th place.:)
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Maybe she got a boob job, and ran out of money for the other one.
 
dirtguru said:
I was just reading the post about the hot dogs. It reminded me of the time I went to a dirt track race near Charlotte. I had to go to the restroom, When I walked in the restroom the stench almost took my breath away. I was trying to hurriedly use the urinal when this guy comes in with 2 hot dogs and a soda and sets his drink on a trash can about 3 feet from me and starts chomping down on his hot dogs like they were the best he ever had. It was one of those what was he thinking moments.
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Eating in a smelly reatroom. That's pretty bad. Apparently, that guy doesn't know that ALL odors are particulate. :eek:
 
VaDirt said:
Wow, one flash of boob for a hole 12 pack.
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Yeah...actually it was for a guy who didn't show and a brand I didn't like anyways. I would have kept it otherwise. Had it been Coors I would have only offered a couple ;)
 
Was just there yesterday doing the nascar racing experience, a bit scary around the corners @ 130mph but I had some people tell me I could have kept it wide open around them? more down-force, cars were governed to 150mph.. but damn, it felt like the rear wheels were going to break loose, expecially hitting the filled cracks on the track i could feel the slip... any thoughts from a pro? here is my vid:
 
Greg said:
What is the dumbest or craziest thing you have ever seen a race fan do, or did yourself as a fan?

We want participation and a fun thread so don’t let the following stifle you, but if possible please stipulate:

-Ok to post things you have told or been didn’t see yourself, or third person accounts but it probably good to note that point.

-Hamming it up can be fun, but maybe noting it a day or so later would be good too.

-Don’t get mad if your crowd is identified as looking kooky, every crowd has some kooks.

I will try to post some of my own stories, but I am off to work for six hours (yes on the 4th), so mine will be posted a little later.
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There are so many that come to mind but first is the guy standing by the wall at Bristol peering through the fence. The race is is ready to begin so one of TN's finest tells him to move on and then finally commands him to move so he headed out toward one of the concourses. The cars are on the parade lap and wouldn't you know it but back he comes, resumes his spot and then commences to fire up a fatty. Suffice it to say TN's finest returned and he was led away in cuffs.

My own stupidity doesn't so much involve anything that happened at the track more than it has been wasting my time dealing with certain folk when discussing racing or Nascar in cyberspace but the bad never outweighs what the great race fans bring to the table.
 
Since this thread is old enough to be in Kindergarten and I didn't see it the first time around, I wanted to recall this one; this one has to take the cake. I was at this race but knew nothing about it till afterward. You can't see much of the short chute from the stands unless you're up really high. I remember Petty getting out of the car and "cam-cordered" the victory lane stuff. A race won by Kyle Petty is pretty memorable, after all. Below is a good writeup on the whole deal from Kyle's perspective.

My own tales of dumbness at the track are pretty tame, just drunken foolishness. One time a friend of mine was at a race with this smokin' hot classmate of mine. She was never at a race before and after the pace laps are almost over she asked my buddy "Are they allowed to pass each other?" That question lives in infamy to this day among those who know the story. Anyway, here's the tale of the day some loon ran out onto the track at Pocono under green...

http://www.sportingnews.com/nascar/...davey-allison-1993/1iobuoprgy77f1lbhnu4u8aqwk
 
I was at GPS years ago for a regular saturday night race and some guy decided to leave half way through the race.
He was in the infield at turn one. His route required him to ride on the track from turn one to the turn three exit gate.
So during a late model sportsman race he fired up his Harley and pulled out. It was a dangerous move that got an immediate red flag. He must have needed to leave real bad.
 
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Skoalbandit33 said:
My own stupidity doesn't so much involve anything that happened at the track more than it has been wasting my time dealing with certain folk when discussing racing or Nascar in cyberspace ....
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How much is your time worth these days, old sock?
 
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