Were you one of the millions of NASCAR fans sitting on your couch watching the Daytona 500 on Sunday wishing that you had someone special to share it with?

We can probably all agree that it’s so much more satisfying to call Jeff Gordon a pansy when you have someone to snuggle up with while you’re doing it. Well, finally, someone has filled the void and created a site strictly dedicated to helping racing fans find their soulmates – it’s called
meetmeattheraces.com and, as much as conventional wisdom would tell you otherwise, it is not a joke.
“Singles who thrill to the sounds of big engines and the sight of racing cars can log on to www.meetmeattheraces.com, the first dating website dedicated to racing and romance – just in time for the February start of the NASCAR racing season.
Racing enthusiasts who want to meet like-minded singles may be surprised to learn that throughout the nation, on weekend days and nights, stadiums are packed with eligible fans – many of them single – cheering on their favorite auto racing heroes.
Meetmeattheraces.com offers singles many ways to identify and make contact with each other. The site’s low $30.00 charter year membership fee entitles members to search the year’s race schedule for others who live near any of the 30 major auto race tracks in the United States, Canada and Mexico.”
It’s quite the bargain. For just $30 you may be able to put an end to your loneliness without sacrificing your passion for the races. For $40 you can do all that
and buy a pint of Old Crow whiskey to sneak in for you and your date.
There’s even a message board to play host to sexually charged banter like this…
NASCAR Single #1 - “Can someone tell me about romantic quiet places for a couple to get acquainted at the tracks?”
NASCAR Single #2 - “Not quiet and romantic but great for picking up. I like to get on line at autograph sessions. You gotta pick your spot carefully but then you get to talk to whoever you’re next to.”
Maybe if things go well with that filly you meet in the Tony Stewart autograph line, you’ll be trading paint at the end of the night, if you catch my drift. And before you know it, you might have a lover who will finally shave your favorite racer’s number in your back without bitching.
Ah, what would a post about NASCAR fans be without the hairy back pic.