I'm from the desert. So the only racing I ever grew up with was that of the drag variety, which happened all over the city among the local angry teenagers. My knowledge of all things racing lay not in the reality of the Indy 500, or any other such race. But I did have some pretty awesome Lego racecars, which, needless to say, ruled.

Albuquerque, as it turns out, is actually home to a very famous racing family: the Unsers. That's right. The family who, over the course of a few generations, hold nine Indy 500 championship titles, lives right here in my hometown. And they have a racing museum to prove it.

Today, Robert and I went to the museum for the first time. It seems I had a goldmine right in my backyard and I didn't even know it. At first, I didn't have much interest in racing, but as we drove by the museum time and again, my curiosity started to get the better of me.

And so we went out there today, and wow! I was glad we did. I don't know much about cars, and I know--strike that, knew--even less about racing. The museum is shaped like the wheel of a racecar: round, with six walls from the outer edge and moving inward to separate the museum into five parts. It's really pretty cool.

I found myself fascinated by the cars themselves, their respective engines, the tires, and how the races themselves run. I enjoyed watching the videos about the history of the family, and how they became interested in racing and all the different races they did. It was all new to me, and I loved it.

The one downside was that the simulator they have at the museum, in which you sit in a model seat (replete with steering wheel) and watch a video that puts you in the driver's seat of the car in the middle of a race, was broken. We're going back to check that out though, once it gets fixed.

And finally, they had a real car that you could climb into and sit in, so of course we had to take pictures. Considering my knees were right up against the steering wheel, I came to the conclusion that that particular car was not meant for me.

At least, I thought so until I put on sunglasses.

And here's my competition.

Yes, it's true. We're incredible racecar drivers.