T's first pinewood derby.

It was chaos. Masses of over-excited young boys running around, eager to try out their cars, not to mention the younger siblings playing impromptu games of tag, or that special, nondescript running-and-screaming game. Absolute bedlam. But T loved it! He even won one of his heats, and he was very happy about that. And yes, this happened at least two months ago.

The microphone was malfunctioning, and J stepped in as announcer. His ability to make himself heard over the din was quite impressive. Of course, the next day we heard hardly anything from him, as he was suffering from strained vocal chords!

T waits to race!

N's just here for the rootbeer floats!

T and his car-- they had a good run