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Published on August 16, 2007 at 12:01am
As a kid you saw Monster Trucks as spectacular demons of destruction, turning boring automobiles into metal road kill with every brilliant ramp jump; you wished desperately to be the little man driving. As an adult, you still have that appetite for demolition mayhem (and now, beer!), but you realize how wonderful it is to not be the little man inside of Gravedigger; he’s got to deal with Monster Bills. Let’s see, tires for that bad boy run about $1,800, so he should use them cautiously, not -- I don’t know – crush multiple tons of jagged glass and metal shards with them? While you’re aiming for maximum fuel efficiency out of your Ford F-150, Gravedigger and his buddies are sucking down 2.5 gallons of methanol per lap. And yes, your Florida auto insurance is astronomical, but completing the needed crash repairs on Monster Trucks runs over 100,000 bucks per year. So, think of all the money you’re saving when your pals take you to BankAtlantic Center (1 Panther Pkwy., Sunrise) tonight at 7:30 p.m. and Saturday at 2 p.m. and 7:30 p.m., blow a measly $20 on a ticket ($10 for kids), and splurge on a bunch of Monster Beers. After all, you’re not driving. Call 954-523-3309, or visit www.ticketmaster.com.