20 years ago, I lived for almost a year on Daytona Beach Shores, right on the ocean. I went there on holiday and then worked to stay. They gave me a job at the motel we'd driven up to so I stayed. I didn't wear shoes for almost a year. I was very young. I loved it.
During February all you could hear was the roar of the race track. Even the ocean was drowned out, you couldn't hear it for the race cars.
I will never ever forget the sound of the 24-hour loud roar of that racetrack. xL