Let’s be real — half the fun of a NASCAR weekend was the infield. Grills, coolers, that neighbor blasting Skynyrd at 2AM, passing out under a pop-up tent and somehow still catching the green flag next day. It wasn’t just about racing. It was a little redneck vacation, with your new best friends parked right next door. Kinda makes me wish I was twenty years younger (and my liver too). #NASCAR #Nostalgia #YouthSports