You've seen the deep fried food and witnessed amusing legumes. What more could this fair have to offer? I'm pleased you've asked that question. Allow me to illustrate.
At 2pm, with several hundred others, we wandered in the baking sun over to the Action Sports Arena. If you paid $15 you could sit in the shade, but we roughed it out with the rest of the cheapskates to witness Orange Crush, the 9th Orange County Super Fair Demolition Derby.
The rules are fairly simple. Very simple, actually. Fourteen cars drive into a large dirt arena and smash into each other until the only one left working is declared the winner. And that's it.
It was another "only in America"-type event that I enjoy so much. There was the singing of the national anthem, much prize giving, whooping, hollering, and "hell yeah"-ing. The crowd was a wonderful mix of genuine US folks. I'll leave my comments there.
Awaiting the gladiators.
There was a best looking car competition before they all got smashed up. How this one didn't win I don't know.
Lining up before a final pit stop (when they do what?)
And they're off.
Look out! Look out! Ooooooh...
It's quite like a game of chess, if you think about it.
One careful owner.
At this point the mixture of oil smoke and suncream left my eyes streaming.
Mirror, signal, explode.
Like punch-drunk heavyweights, the final few contenders duke it out.
It's all over, with no harm done. At least, not to any humans. The cars, environment, sanity, etc. is another matter. The winner was Joe Myers, no. 20, in his Chevy. It was the most damaged car at the start, perhaps the secret of his success.
Do you need a tow mate?
