Vroom, Vroom.

The coolest parts of my job often involve just the ability to see firsthand something that people who watch the news will likely only see on TV.

Standing out on the Long Beach Grand Prix track at 11pm wasn"t some great life changing experience, but it was a cool moment.

I was thankful for it for a few reasons.

It was peaceful.

There was a certain zen quality to the relative silence that I found as we stood out on the track where race cars would be thundering in a few hours.

It also felt very safe.

If we hadn't found the "on the track" live shot location, we would have been doing the live shot in an area with crowds of party motivated race fans.

(That's a polite way of saying, drunk.)

We had already experienced one creepy encounter with a very intoxicated race fan. He was following us as we interviewed people who might have witnessed the crash earlier that day during the celebrity race.

I managed to stare him down, but my reporter (hi, Amy Murphy!) and I were happy to be able to avoid the chance that he might pop up again to interfere with the live shot.

That would have just led to more trouble for me and I really like a peaceful live shot.

K rails and chain link equals serenity. Who knew?