Finally pulled the trigger and took my 10-year-old to his first ever NHRA Nationals this past weekend. He’s grown up watching racing on TV with me — mostly NASCAR, sometimes F1 — but I told him straight up: nothing prepares you for Top Fuel in person. We’re standing by the fence at zMax, he’s got his little foam earplugs jammed in. First pair of dragsters line up, stage, and launch… and he just turns and stares at me with this pure shock on his face. Mouth wide open, eyes saucer big, like he just saw a T-Rex crash through the wall. Didn’t even flinch, just stood there trying to process what the hell just hit him. Then he starts giggling like a madman. “Dad, I FELT that in my feet!” Damn right you did, buddy. Rest of the day he wouldn’t shut up about how he wants to build a junior dragster. Guess this is how the addiction starts. Worth every overpriced funnel cake we bought. Can’t wait to do it again. #DragRacing #FamilyTime #RacingLife #TopFuel #Parenting