Derby-Do-Dah-Day

Waiting to race.

Friday night was our Ward/Cub Scout Pinewood Derby; the kids were ready to race and so was Dad.

There’s D.J.’s car on the left, the blue and green Charger-like model.

This time, he’s on the right, beating the competition.

Looks like another one bites the dust.

Sometimes the races were too close to call.

Good thing the track had an electronic finish line to catch those split-second winners.

Devin had to wait until the very, very end to race his car. It wasn’t allowed in the open category due to the fact that it had a little motor inside. Ah, who needs rules anyway? When Devin did have a chance to show off his car, it did well until the engine petered out.

The Little Old Lady From Pasadena? Miss Is smoked them in her pink princess car. Apparently, she’s in a hurry to look for her prince.

D.J. took second place overall in his den division. Much better than last years results of dead last.

Later that evening, he ran – in the dark – in the church house and smacked right into an outer corner. Bruising, blood and lots of tears from the center of his forehead, down his nose and a big fat lip. Hopefully he learned his lesson, though I highly doubt it.

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