Sometimes you’ve just gotta get out of the humdrum and head to a place where the earth rumbles under a charging herd of high octane 950 horse-power engines, creating a nuclear-like dust storm that makes Mad Max feel like The Sound of Music. It’s a place where you breathe Methanol fumes as if it were fresh air and witness swagger like you’ve never seen. Conveniently, it’s also the place where you get a Dagwood Dog and a Chiko Roll for under a tenner (non organic variety). There’s only one destination left on this entire planet where these sort of dreams can be realised – Valvolene Raceway in Sydney’s West. Last Saturday saw the popping of my Speedway Cherry (or so i was told) and I have to say, I’m completely hooked.
