Petrol Heads of the High Desert
The heat in the middle of July isn't the best condition for racing or photographing races in the middle of the afternoon. That was my conclusion up until the morning of when I was awakened by a sudden compelling feeling to grab my camera, suck it up, and go shoot against the odds. When I finally reached the lake bed and went through that blinding cloud of dust when approaching the course, the heat thinned out and an unexpected amount of cars and racers were already going through tech inspection. These were signs of a lucky day at El Mirage and I had just arrived on time.
>>つづく
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