Move over Nascar, close you doors Daytona, we have a new sport in town!
Lawn mower racing!
This new sport is more exciting than a gator toss!
Mrs. Dawg and I attended our very first mower race last evening.
What an excitement filled night.
Since I am not a race fan I didn’t understand everything with the flags,
but neither did the announcer!
The drivers had it together and man could they drive!
This is Rednecking at its finest!!! You just gotta see them little suckers mow!
A special feature to our local race was the local Pastors Challenge.
This race featured five of our local Pastors and one Pastor’s wife!
It began with a meeting of the competing denominations.
Now folks this race was a test of faith.
We frequently wonder just who is the ultimate POWER in our local church,
our pastor or our PW.
Now this was the ultimate challenge!
The race began, Pastors were jockeying for position, engines were roaring!
There was our PW moving up, cutting the turns close on all four wheels! Roaring down the straight-aways, mowing past the pastors! Her faith never faltered, her faith never failed, it couldn’t! She has eternal security! She is our Baptist PW!! Move over Lutherans! Move over Methodist! Move over Baptist pastor! Husband!
Move over or be MOWED OVER!
This PW mowed a swath straight to the finish line!
Amey Covert, Winner of the Pastors Challenge!!