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Marshmallows anyone?
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The festivities began the night before,
as the RRM staff and the build-off teams
began to roll into town. Everybody began
to gather at the Hawg Pit around nightfall,
and people who had only known of each
other via Facebook and the Internet up
until then were fi nally able to meet in
person. Like always, there was some last-
minute wrenching to be done by some
teams, so that was happening along with
the celebration of simply making it to
Grafton. There was plenty of ice cold beer
and steaming hot pulled pork sandwiches
to go around as everybody began to
prepare for what would be
an epic weekend.
We awoke a little after
dawn to the lion-like growl
of rat rod powerplants,
which ranged from typical
American V-8’s, to straight-six
diesels, and even a straight-six
Jaguar, which sounded more
like a nest of angry hornets.
Upon arrival we were greeted
by what had to be the largest
American fl ag we’ve ever seen.
It was so large that it had to be
held up by two boom trucks
at almost maximum extension.
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