After escaping St. Louis rush hour, Jeff and I made it to Indy safely. The drive was unremarkable, despite looking like rain for the last half of the trip.

We pulled in Jeff’s hotel just after sunset, and I arrived in Speedway IN just a few minutes after that.

Speedway. That name is just synonymous with the Indy 500. For 100 years, folks have come to Speedway to try their luck on the once-bricked yard. Tomorrow, my turn comes.

I’ve been cleaning my bike and lubing my chain tonight, trying to get those last details ready for tomorrow’s Lap with Lance. I can’t wait!