Y is for Yearly Fix, um ... I Mean Dose

I confess: I'm a speed junkie. Wait. I'm a child of the 70's. That's not the kind of speed I'm talking about.

I'm talking about a full-tilt, pedal-to-the-metal, adrenaline injection over a mile and a half with 24 degree banking on the turns. Yes, I mean NASCAR!

Sweet Hubby in front of the unused #18 M&M's car of Kyle Busch

We have made the November race a yearly jaunt! It became a traditional part of our anniversary celebration several years ago when I became such a fan. This year (our 25th) Sweet Hubby and I got a royal treat.