We made our second annual pilgrimage to the Wiener Nationals race. This year Gwen got in on some of the action.
Made her picks.
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Placed her bets. Cheered on her choices.
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They never even found the finish line. (Hard to tell, but believe me, you have not see this kind of chaos on a racetrack before. I mean, come on, a man dressed like a hot dog?) But the crowd still went nuts.
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She was ticked and me and her, and Whitney and Tanner, had to leave early.
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My face mysteriously turned purple that Saturday. Not to worry, all better now.
2 comments:
that looks like so much fun, where is that even held?
Awesome pics. We will have to come next year fo shizzle!
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