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SUMMARY:Omnia × Caesars Palace
DESCRIPTION:Some stages you build. Others were poured in concrete decades ago and left waiting for someone reckless enough to use them properly. On May 17\, at Caesars Palace\, the most photographed fountains on the Las Vegas Strip became a launch pad again — and the whole city leaned in to watch a motorcycle rewrite the record books mid-air. \nThe Setup\nThe occasion had weight stacked on weight. Caesars Palace was marking its 60th anniversary\, six decades of being the address where Las Vegas goes to make a scene. On the same night\, Omnia unveiled its new Dayclub and Skybar — a grand opening for a room built to look down on the Strip rather than up at it. Two milestones\, one skyline\, and a demand for a moment big enough to carry both. \nRecord Breakers Co. reached for the single image every American daredevil shares as common inheritance. In 1967\, Evel Knievel lined up in front of these very fountains and sent his motorcycle over them — a jump that ended hard and became legend precisely because he dared it at all. That leap is baked into the mythology of this exact patch of pavement. You do not honor it with a plaque. You honor it by pointing a bike at the same water and twisting the throttle. \nThe Moment\nEnter Colby Raha\, zipped into a stars-and-stripes suit cut straight from the Knievel playbook — white leather\, bold stripes\, the flag worn like armor. It was homage you could read from the cheap seats\, a costume that told the crowd exactly which ghost was riding shotgun before Raha ever hit the gas. The ramp rose over the Caesars fountains\, the neon did its work\, and the Strip went quiet in the way only a place this loud can. \nThen the run. Raha attacked the QuarterPipe\, traded horizontal speed for vertical violence\, and rode the transition straight up into the desert night. This was not a jump measured in distance across the ground — it was High Air\, a bid for altitude\, the machine and the man clawing for the top of the sky above the water. At the apex he hung there for the half-second that separates athletes from acrobats\, the fountains glittering far below the wheels. \nThe number came back at 94 feet. A QuarterPipe High Air world record\, set at the fountains where the whole idea of the Vegas daredevil was born. Ninety-four feet is not a figure you casually process; it is a ten-story building of vertical nerve\, executed live\, over water\, in front of a city that has seen every trick in the book and still gasped. Raha came down\, and the record stayed up. \nThe Legacy\nWhat makes the night land is the arithmetic of respect. Knievel’s 1967 attempt over these fountains is one of the founding parables of action sports — the crash as famous as any clean landing\, the willingness to try immortalized long after the injuries healed. Raha did not imitate it; he completed a sentence started nearly sixty years earlier\, in the same colors\, on the same ground\, and this time the number went in the books clean. The suit was the salute. The 94 feet was the reply. \nThat is the whole idea behind a Record Breakers Co. event\, and behind Caesars Palace itself: some places are built to host history\, and some nights are built to make it. The 60th anniversary got its headline. Omnia’s Dayclub and Skybar got an opening no ribbon-cutting could match. And the Strip got a new high-water mark — literally measured above the water — for what a single run at the right ramp can do. Colby Raha arrived as a rider paying tribute and left as a world-record holder\, the flag still on his back\, the fountains still running\, the legend now carrying two names instead of one. Every event goes down in history. This one went up first.
URL:https://build.recordbreakers.co/event/omnia-x-caesars-palace/
LOCATION:Caesars Palace\, Las Vegas\, NV\, United States
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SUMMARY:Record Breakers @ Imperial Fairgrounds
DESCRIPTION:Some events you attend. This one you survive\, tell people about\, and never fully describe. On Saturday\, November 21\, 2026\, the Imperial Fairgrounds at 200 E 2nd Street becomes the loudest square mile in California — a full-scale action-sports festival where world-record stunts and A-list music share the same dirt. Thirty thousand-plus fans pack the stands. A national broadcast carries it coast to coast. And the whole machine points at one purpose: rewriting the record books live\, in front of you\, with no second takes. \nRecord Breakers Co. doesn’t do demonstrations. It does firsts. Across four prior events\, the brand has stacked more than three billion impressions and built a reputation on a single promise — every event goes down in history. Imperial is where that promise gets its biggest stage yet\, projected at roughly 750 million impressions and an estimated $15.5 million in PR value before the first engine even turns over. \nThe Stakes\nA world record isn’t a stunt with a safety net. It’s a line nobody has ever crossed\, attempted once\, on the clock\, with the whole planet watching. That’s the tension baked into every minute of this festival: the gap between “nobody’s done it” and “someone just did.” Get it right and your name lives forever. Get it wrong and it happened on national television. There is no rehearsal version of this day — only the real one\, and you either saw it happen or you heard about it later. \nThat’s the deal Record Breakers puts on the table at Imperial. Not highlights. Not a replay. A live shot at history\, engineered as a spectacle\, dropped into the middle of a festival built to hold 30\,000 people and broadcast to millions more. \nThe Lineup\nStart in the sky. Colby Raha lines up a motorcycle world-record jump — the kind of send that turns a stadium silent on the run-in and detonates it on the landing. Raha has built a career out of scale\, and Imperial is scale with the volume turned all the way up. \nThen come the giants. A Trophy Truck long-distance world-record duel puts Blake Wilkey against Paul “All-American Sender” Fisher\, two of the sport’s most fearless throttle men launching multi-thousand-pound machines past 250 feet of open air — head to head\, record on the line\, one of them walking away with the number. Alongside them\, a side-by-side UTV long-distance world-record jump adds a second aircraft to the equation\, because one record-breaking flight was never going to be enough. \nDown on the course\, the NBD Invitational assembles an elite roster of BMX and skate to chase tricks that have literally Never Been Done. Daniel Sandoval\, Kaden “Dubby” Stone\, and Andrew Topa headline a session where the entire point is to invent something on the spot — progression as a live sport\, judged by whether the crowd has ever seen it before. Framing the marquee attempts\, a preliminary drift competition and a demolition derby keep the noise\, the smoke\, and the carnage rolling all day long. \nWhy You Have To Be There\nAnd when the dust finally settles\, the desert doesn’t go quiet — it turns into a concert. Carín León headlines the music side of the festival\, an A-list closer for a day that refuses to slow down\, turning a fairground full of record-chasers into one enormous\, floodlit night out. \nHere’s the honest pitch: you can watch the broadcast. Millions will. But the broadcast can’t hand you the shockwave when a Trophy Truck leaves the lip\, or the collective inhale of 30\,000 people as a rider commits to a jump he can’t take back\, or the roar that rolls across the grandstands the instant a record actually falls. Those things only exist in the seats. That’s the whole reason to be in Imperial instead of on your couch. \nThis is the intersection Record Breakers was built for — world-record stakes and festival energy\, moto and Trophy Trucks and UTVs and BMX and skate and drift and demolition and a headline concert\, all folded into one Saturday in the California desert. Four events\, three billion impressions\, and a track record that says the big ones land here. Imperial is next. Every event goes down in history — the only question is whether you were there when this one did.
URL:https://build.recordbreakers.co/event/record-breakers-imperial-fairgrounds/
LOCATION:Imperial Fairgrounds\, 200 East 2nd Street\, Imperial\, CA\, 92251\, United States
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