What a working week-end this had been. Now it was time to return back to the world of reality… But I swear to you dear reader, I sometimes have a real hard time dispiriting the boundaries between Fantasy and reality, as perhaps YOU may have in this reading this story, but as the seven dwarfs in my dreams raced dueling woodies around the Daytona 500 racetrack… I really just didn’t care.

The smile on my face disappeared with the plane into the waiting night and on to it’s destination. But somewhere far below the airliner was an Experience of a lifetime, the likes of which will never be forgotten. The NASCAR Experience and its still there just waiting for you! Hey it’s Snow White, I’ve got to go before she turns into a skillet and renames me Lumpy. Thank you guys for a sweet, sweet dream and for the realities of friendship forged while going through a shared Experience.

My dreams await so I will say Goodnight from the lumpy mind of Boomer and may your experiences be as rewarding as mine.

As the plane drifted away Boomer turned out the overhead light, far below the lights went out as the NASCAR Experience closed for the night. But in the darkness left behind the bright light of seven old men’s memories, or their sweet, sweet dreams, would never fade away.

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