Narrative Essay About Nascar Racing
If there is anything you want to know about me the very first thing I would talk to you about is racing. It is my most favorite thing out of everything I am currently doing with my life. There is absolutely nothing I am more passionate about than this great sport. So much so that my excitement for it sometimes can actually greatly annoy my family whenever we are not racing or when a NASCAR race is not being broadcasted to TV. Unsurprisingly, I have been deeply interested in racing for just about my entire life. At the young age of six I witnessed my first ever glimpse of a NASCAR race while sitting in my family’s living room. My brother was with me then and after the dust had settled we both decided that it was our new favorite thing. Eventually
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Through those years we were fortunate enough to go to national NASCAR events at the nearby state speedway every year. Whenever my brother and I were not watching racing we were racing against each other. No one could beat us at go-kart tracks, not even our closest friends. We constantly competed against each other in everything we did. In 2007 my family and I moved to North Carolina, the home of NASCAR. My brother immediately picked up competitive karting while I did not. Years went by as he won race after race and I watched less and less racing due to there being no race tracks near us. We still attended NASCAR events but not as much as we used to up until 2012. That year my brother started short-track racing, just like we used to watch every Friday night. My passion was instantly reignited by this. It was always our dream to be contenders instead of spectators, how we wanted stand in the pits instead of sit in seats. I had to learn many new things and thankfully there have been great mentors beside us along the way. I poured every effort into learning how to maintain and repair our race car. The first few years have been rough with multiple crashes and a couple of blown engines. Even when it didn’t look like we had the money to continue my family always found a way. I sold my prized possession, my first car, a 1967 Camaro, so that we could continue to
Through those years we were fortunate enough to go to national NASCAR events at the nearby state speedway every year. Whenever my brother and I were not watching racing we were racing against each other. No one could beat us at go-kart tracks, not even our closest friends. We constantly competed against each other in everything we did. In 2007 my family and I moved to North Carolina, the home of NASCAR. My brother immediately picked up competitive karting while I did not. Years went by as he won race after race and I watched less and less racing due to there being no race tracks near us. We still attended NASCAR events but not as much as we used to up until 2012. That year my brother started short-track racing, just like we used to watch every Friday night. My passion was instantly reignited by this. It was always our dream to be contenders instead of spectators, how we wanted stand in the pits instead of sit in seats. I had to learn many new things and thankfully there have been great mentors beside us along the way. I poured every effort into learning how to maintain and repair our race car. The first few years have been rough with multiple crashes and a couple of blown engines. Even when it didn’t look like we had the money to continue my family always found a way. I sold my prized possession, my first car, a 1967 Camaro, so that we could continue to