The people at the Food City 500 were happy. They were not concerned with impressing others or what they were doing on Monday. Here are some people I saw.
Note the cozy protected Busch Latte and the cooler packed to the rim.
This guy was one of the nicest cops I have ever met.
I would not mess with this guy's daughter nor ask him for his second cigar, in his breast pocket.
America Fuck Yeah!
NASCAR cars use bright colors to differentiate themselves from the other racers. These neons, reds, yellows and blues translate into the t-shirts worn by avid fans.
Note the cigs in his sleeve.
After the race, this guy was grinning.