You folks at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, did you hear it? It was in there, though you might have missed it. At some point during this month of May, somewhere amid the roar of engines, screeching of tires, cheers of the crowd and even crunching of pelvic bones, you could hear it. The rustling of paper that comes with the turning of a page.
After a decade of buildup and six years of reflection, the world's greatest race is shifting its collective eyes away from the rearview mirror and turning them toward the horizon up ahead.
Welcome to the 101st Indianapolis 500.