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Still-smoldering tires and creosote poles let off an AMAZING stench. The vapor mixed with other aromas of industrial warfare (melted plastic, gunpowder smoke, and diesel fumes). For the crew at SRL-- sleeping late after the post-show victory party-- it was the smell of victory.
But among the smoldering hulks and charred debris, it was obvious that the crew had tended to its wounded machines before turning in. The ill-fated Walking Machine (which had an indestructible reputation) had been put up on jack stands until further repairs could be attempted. The props had been destroyed, but the machines would be trucked back home to be reworked and used in the next show. Close to the infield's center, the Carnival of Fools were busy cutting apart their donated carousel -- trying to salvage debris for use in future installations. The cleanup had begun, and parts of the art recycled. 
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he following morning -- ten hours after the show's end -- Longhorn Speedway looked like the target of a surgical strike or a massive train derailment. The tower's contorted metal superstructure lay in a pile of ashes. The show's mechanical actors sat scattered across the field, resting up from a particularly strenuous performance. Claws and arms were streaked with residual carbon from the evening's little firestorms. The grass inside the track's perimeter was scorched black from rocket fire, burning debris cannons, and the occasional road flare.
