Full disclosure: I've never been much of a NASCAR fan.
It's not that I've ever really had anything against the sport. I've just always much preferred the rhythmic sound of thoroughbred race horses galloping around an oval dirt track to the deafening sound of a stock car's obscene horsepower as it roars around its own paved oval while destroying the ozone layer.
Because of this, I've never witnessed a NASCAR race in person, though I have visited three of its iconic venues: Atlanta Motor Speedway (press junket after the 1996 Olympics), Bristol Motor Speedway (the 2016 Tennessee-Virginia Tech football game) and Talladega Superspeedway. (When I was in college, some buddies and I heard there was an outlet store in the sleepy east-central Alabama town that had good deals on Izod polos and khakis.