F1 Boston

Today I went to F1 Boston with my father, partner, brother and brother-in-law. For those unfamiliar, F1 Boston has two indoor tracks where you can race in miniature formula 1 cars (more like go-carts on steroids).

It was more fun than I expected. As it turned out my partner, Sergio, and brother-in-law, Travis, were the real speedsters finishing with the fastest times. However, I had a respectable showing with top speeds in the low 40s. In the first race I got into a fender-bender with my father (both of us claim its the other’s fault). I fared better in the 2nd race with higher top and average speeds. After, we headed out to dinner in Boston where we continued to talk about our pseudo-Formula 1 experience.
pre-race Sergio and I strike a pose Below, from left to right: Tim (my brother), your’s truly, Travis (brother-in-law) and Dad. No picture of Sergio in this one as he’s the only reliable photographer and obliged by snapping this on his iPhone (thank you Sergio).

5 responses to “F1 Boston

  1. It sounds like you all had a blast. If we had something like it up this far I'd like to try it.

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  2. That looks and sounds like a lot of fun. I've always wanted to try something like that. Did you get to hug a Jensen Button look a like?

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  3. Did you get the spray champagne afterwards…like the real thing?

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  4. Sounds like fun! I'm not a huge fan of racing but if I get to wear the cool overalls I might do it! Great pics and what a fun time to spend with family!

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  5. Looks like so much fun! Great pictures! Looking forward to the stories! Love you! xoxoSusan

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