Sydney Dragway

By Sebastian, Year 7

My Dad introduced me to Brashernats. Here, so many mullets and beers and all these people exuberant to Brashernats.

There’s always at least one hundred people that are fat and have sick mullets. Could you believe that under all that rubber there used to be a concrete pavement? All these cars revving to nine grand. Could blow your eardrums. But if you are weak you would block your ears.

“This one’s a beast.”

“MAD DOG!”

“I saw the light.”

“You dogs ready?”

“Hell yeah!”

People be yellin’, “SICK AS BRO!” and “DO A SKID!” all the time.

As I walk through the gate I hear “Welcome to Brashernats 24” while a sick VL turbo is dumping the clutch and making clouds. After all this fun I leave the place to go home. I love the cars. I love the food. I loved the F82 and I love the place.