Glenn and I took the kiddos to the local "Combine Derby" recently. When crazy farmer-types take old, beat-up combines and crash them into one another. And the rest of us crazies pay good money to watch them.
And then there's the added attraction of watching old grain trucks race around the arena.
And try not to tip themselves over (it happened more than you would think!). Good redneck fun! My only thought? I hope MY son never wants to participate in this craziness! Could I be so lucky? Here's hoping!
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