Saturday Night Is Speedway Night

I haven’t watched speedway racing in over 10 years. Visiting Sydney Speedway on a Saturday night used to be quite a regular occurrence when I was younger. I remember vividly the smell of Dagwood Dogs and hot chips wafting through the back streets of Western Sydney, the excitement of arriving to the sound of speedcars racing out on the track, the face-full of clay dust during sprintcars, and of course the demolition derby to round off the night. I’m not sure why it has been so long between visits; most nights I can hear the sprintcars racing from my house (and I live a fair way across Sydney), so I succumbed to my curiosities and headed out to the first round of the Ultimate Sprintcar Championship for the season.