If a day at the car races doesn’t make you feel a bit more masculine for awhile, I don’t know what will.  There are so many cars, you get to eat grilled and fried food, and best of all, it’s loud and you have got to love the sound of an engine being fired up, not even your ford mustang can compete with the loud sound of all those engines.  Then of course, like any other sport, you have the opportunity to root for your favorite driver or favorite car, becoming excited when he wins, or depressed when they lose, either way, you had to love your time at the races.