It was February 2008, a brisk day. The smell of the track was a distinct one. Horse manure and money. Ok, so maybe I didn’t win much – but I did break even. I recommend that if you’re living in the district and looking for a distraction that can transport you into the world of Damon Runyon, of duckets and ponies, then Laurel Park is right up your alley. Consider it gambling with a soul – a sole – a hoof – whatever. This is just a sample of the excitement that you too can have.