Mercs
07-24-2006, 06:28 PM
this is inspired. i want to go.
October 7-8, 2006.
Mark Your Calendar.
Make Out Your Will.
The crowd. The spectacle. The pall of blue smoke and roasted clutch discs. In all motorsport, no event captures the universal human need to whale on old crapcans and hoover down greasy barbecue like the 24 Hours of LeMons.
This endurance race is for cars purchased, fixed up, and track-prepped for a total of 500 bucks or less--and before reaching the grid, you'll have to survive the Old-Lady Mannequin Slalom, the Oil-Slicked Baby Carriage Braking Test, the Brick On the Gas Pedal Challenge, and similar qualifying rounds. The racing on Saturday and Sunday is broken up by an all-night party—don't miss the masseuses, hot tubbing, gold-toothed rappers, barbecued roadkill, drive-in car movies, exceedingly caffeinated beverages, Ferris wheel, and other wholesome diversions. Twelve hours into the race, the car voted People's Choice (for best concept and prep) is called in and awarded a cash prize. Simultaneously, the car voted People's Curse (for being driven by the biggest jerk-offs) is called in and summarily crushed. At the end of 24 hours, a gala awards ceremony plies the survivors with trophies, plaques, and four-figure purses paid with canvas bags full of nickels.
I mean, seriously--what's not to like?
http://www.24hoursoflemons.com/index.html
October 7-8, 2006.
Mark Your Calendar.
Make Out Your Will.
The crowd. The spectacle. The pall of blue smoke and roasted clutch discs. In all motorsport, no event captures the universal human need to whale on old crapcans and hoover down greasy barbecue like the 24 Hours of LeMons.
This endurance race is for cars purchased, fixed up, and track-prepped for a total of 500 bucks or less--and before reaching the grid, you'll have to survive the Old-Lady Mannequin Slalom, the Oil-Slicked Baby Carriage Braking Test, the Brick On the Gas Pedal Challenge, and similar qualifying rounds. The racing on Saturday and Sunday is broken up by an all-night party—don't miss the masseuses, hot tubbing, gold-toothed rappers, barbecued roadkill, drive-in car movies, exceedingly caffeinated beverages, Ferris wheel, and other wholesome diversions. Twelve hours into the race, the car voted People's Choice (for best concept and prep) is called in and awarded a cash prize. Simultaneously, the car voted People's Curse (for being driven by the biggest jerk-offs) is called in and summarily crushed. At the end of 24 hours, a gala awards ceremony plies the survivors with trophies, plaques, and four-figure purses paid with canvas bags full of nickels.
I mean, seriously--what's not to like?
http://www.24hoursoflemons.com/index.html