Summernats sounds like hell on a stick.
It’s always hot. It’s always loud. It’s always crowded. It’s the same every year.
Is watching a burnout from a modified EK Holden really any different from watching a burnout from a modified EB Falcon?
But is that behaviour any odder than walking around in the Spring heat looking at flower displays which – can we be honest for a moment? – look the same as the displays last year? And the year before that?
Which is why a lot of people don’t go. And will never go. Even when they live in the same city. Because it’s boring.
And that’s the beauty of Summernats. And Floriade. If you don’t like them, don’t go. They’re not compulsory.