This weekend is the venerated Kentucky Derby, in which three-year old horses gallop about the track and people drink mint juleps and wear silly hats.
I want a silly hat.
But I can’t have a silly hat, for I, your noble scribe, am here scribbling away for all you weekend Jalops. Which I actually like better than any silly hat party.
Speaking of silly hat parties, though, us lovers of all that have wheels over legs also love a good party. That begs the question, then.
What is the best party in all of motorsports?