The Boy expressed, by attributing it to Mr Sloth, fear of being on the track at Daytona.
He's seen Days of Thunder and he knows that there's always a wreck every race!
We barely broke 80 on the last pass over the start-finish line.
Yet he wanted to go again as soon as we got off the track. We almost dropped another $50 to do so.
He's raring to go next time they offer this event, we think January.
Contrasting his fear on the track is the, "WOO HOO!" in the far more dangerous conditions of I-4 when I punched it to get into a gap in traffic while merging or when I passed a dumptruck on a surface road.
He also likes twisty turny roads.
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