Dead planes and pork barbecue: Running my Miata at the Blytheville Pro

The first thing you notice when you get on site is the boneyard. To get to the paddock area, you drive around the perimeter of the course, cordoned off from the rest of the world by an army of skinny orange pylons and lengths upon lengths of yellow safety tape, and through the aircraft graveyard itself. Once past the… »5/15/15 12:39pm