And now for the most awkwardly named race in recent memory: the Heluva Good Sour Cream Dips at the Glen! Really? That's really what we're doing now?
It's not the "Heluva Good" that gets me, though I'll be interested to see how the opening invocation goes. No, it's the "sour cream" that really chaps my hide, and I don't know why. Maybe it's that we're only half a step from the "New Improved Doritos Awesome Zesto Tomato Salsa Only $3.99 At Your Local Grocer 500." Maybe it's that we've passed the point where that Ricky Bobby prayer scene seems like anything but a documentary. And maybe it's just that I hate sour cream. Whatever, this name stinks. But hopefully the race will be a good one. Enjoy!
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