After years of attending races at Mid Ohio and annual trips to see pole day at Indy, I finally attended my first Indy 500 race in 1994. We stayed in the Coke lot and my sister and I slept in the back of our little ford escort. We had seats in the infield between turns 3 and 4 (not the best). The one thing I will never forget is walking through the tunnel to get to the infield and looking back over my shoulder to see all the fans packed into the stands around the track. It gave me chills! To top it off Al Unser Jr., one of my favorite drivers won that race. What an experience!