My 4year-old nephew had spent most of a Saturday watching NASCAR races with his dad. After awhile, he left his dad, and wandered into the room where his mama and I were talking. He crawled up into my lap and said, "Aunt Sah, I have a question 'bout Nascar." I said I'd TRY to help him with the answer. He said, "Why do they call it a race?! They don't go nowhere! They're just rounding and rounding."
um,... I have no idea.
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