As all 20 carts came out of turn two all hell broke loose. Nick’s cart was end over end, all the carts were in the same tight area. When the dust cleared, it was a nightmare. Samantha and Robbin were over the fence in a second (wife & mom), half the crowd was over that fence in two. As they pulled someone else’s cart off Nick’s body, we all held our breath. The carts that were still fine were moved, one drivers leg was pretty chewed up. But Nick was still on the ground, with people all around him.
Standing next to his two darling daughters on the visitors side of that fence made the time stand still. When the staff finally got him to his feet on that dirt track, I think everyone took a collective deep breath. I don’t think anything I have ever witnessed had been so scary.
Three broken ribs was the worst of the body damage on Nick. His cart is toast.
It was an amazing evening. The friendship and family bonds there at that little spot in the middle of “Kentucky nowhere” were incredible.
I am so glad things turned out as well as they did when all was said and done. I am grateful to have witnessed the passion and love that family shares. ❤️
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