Benson — As I enter the pit at Devil’s Bowl Speedway last Friday, security guards wave pickup trucks pulling trailers through the gates as the stands begin to fill with spectators.
In the few hours leading up to the start, the pit has a palpable tension. Drivers and crew prowl the pit with urgency, faces shaded by baseball caps, gripping tools or cans of soda. Tires are inflated. Engines are primed, ready to go.