Krump burnouts

So, here I am. In the sticks, even. 

I had the amazing chance to witness an event that apparently takes place only quite rarely - a true midwestern burnout party. 

After smelling the burning rubber, I proceeded to a nearby watering hole where I was poured shot after shot after shot. To greet the foreigner. 

I feel there's a proper, long term photography project somewhere here. Let's see...