Dreux heard about a demolition derby taking place out in Spicewood, TX.
This was definitely the most redneck fun I had experienced in quite a long time.
I was moderately chastised from the get-go for being uninterested in the 15 minutes of national pride and prayer service before the festivities actually began. But this was hardly a hindrance to seeing a bunch of country guys destroy cars in a pit of dirt and mud.
We left covered in a layer of dirt and motor exhaust.
