During the Empire State Performance Rally a few weeks back we ran two stages on the track at the Monticello Motor Club. I'd heard the facility was very exclusive and membership was pricy, and between the formidible-yet-decorative iron gate, the landscaping, the complete lack of bleachers (or any place a spectator could sit and watch a race really), the tasteful guardhouse, and the gorgeous clubhouse I had no doubt. But today I finally looked up the cost of membership. Jesus, to think we lapped the track in a terribad Neon that had been rolled on five occasions and still had the body damage to prove it.