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We finished up at the Speedway, grabbed some lunch and hit Main Stret once again. The three-wheeled choppers were interesting... can't imagine how difficult they are to maneuver, but cool nonetheless.
Main Street brought us Daytona Tie once again, and a hilarious band, I guess, called The Crackers. This guy is a complete riot and had the whole crowd entertained. Their website is here.
In the pics down Main Street you can see the haze in the air... that's what you get when there's so many sunny days in a row and the pollen, dirt, and motorcycle exhaust swims through the air. It was so thick you could almost slice it with a blunt butter knife. I don't think I've still gotten all the crud out of my sinuses.
