Yup. The directions was to actual race track. Not some nice fancy place next to the track. The actual track!
Yes, she printed out the directions, as she knew if I had the GPS information, the secret would be out. She gave me the farm stand address to throw my deductive reasoning totally off. I had checked the maps and had seen a resort near that stand, so I figured we were on a date to a resort and she didn’t want me to know.
Clever lady rarely bests me… but she’s also one of the few people who can. A veritable rare gem event.
For the Record
I never asked her to do this for me. This was a complete and total surprise to me. A very well planned and carefully thought out plan.
But it gets better
I don’t just visit the track, which would have been amply fine by me. I get to walk the garage area too. But there were no teams there, just a few cars from an older spec era.
As I check out the scene and get ready to snap photos on my cell-phone, something caught my eye. There was a driving program underway. People were actually racing these cars around the track. Or so it appeared anyway.
As I calmed down, I realized it was just mechanics shaking down the cars and warming them up. That’s nice of them to have fun like that.
She then hands me a ticket. I read it. I’m instructed to report to the briefing room. So I do.
I’m the last guy to show up. And I mean, last. They were about to close the door for the safety briefing. So, I tuned in. While I knew most of the racing line information, the safety tips were awesome. I got the feel I was getting set to run around the track.
After the long checklist of rules, we were escorted out to a van which took us around the track and explained the racing lines and surface conditions. I was beyond blown away. This was way closer than anything I had ever dreamed of doing on any bucket list of mine… ever! Even more rare gem event.
The last surprise gets even better
As I get out of the van from the tour, I’m all cheesing and happy ready to head home. This was the opportunity of a life time… a remarkable rare gem event. Then, one of the crews showed me away from my wife and towards one of the haulers. In there, my ticket was stamped and I was told to secure my belongings and change into a racing suit.
Wait a moment I don’t have a lock, I don’t have anything prepared I’m now changing into a racing suit and asked if I wanted ear protection. Having no money on my person thanks to the tolls… not my wife’s fault I passed. (shouldn’t have… but whatever)
Eight laps later, I had reached 186mph on one of my favorite race tracks in a genuine NASCAR racing machine. Had my legs been an extra inch longer, I’m sure I would have reached 200 mph.
I FEEL LIKE A ROCKSTAR AND SUPERSTAR LEGEND
I can’t tell you how much joy this was. I can’t tell you how much I loved that experience. Words fail me… despite this being three times longer a blog post than I had planned.
I’m not a romantic guy. I only know how to write the stuff. I can’t realistically do this stuff. That’s my wife’s area of expertise. I feel horrible for her. She’s got the gift of being romantic. I don’t.
I just know how to string words together and make a few people blush. You should, if I ever link to it, read one of my posts on the other blog I do… just as a hobby like this blog here. (can’t leave you hanging… www.lovesperspective.com) not a promotional plug… it would be awkward to say I write something and not show where it is
So… I really need to step up my game. My wife has been super awesome to me. I have had the opportunity of a lifetime thanks to marrying the lady of a lifetime. And now… my poor mind is trying to figure what to do that is on a similar grand scale for her… and I’m drawing a blank.
All I know is this. I’m extremely blessed to have had this gift. On the last page are a few photos of what I saw as I was going along. There won’t be any photos of me in them, as it was me taking the pix before selfies were a huge thing. Flip phones aren’t great for selfies. Now, to figure how to orchestrate something like this for my lady… let’s see if I can create a character that does something nice… and then.. I just copy his moves.
That just might work
Provided I don’t publish his moves… as my wife does read my blogs lol this was supposed to be a 500 word post by the way