The Monaco Grand Prix, Indianapolis 500 and Coca-Cola 600 combine for an unforgettable Sunday

Formula One. IndyCar. NASCAR.

Breakfast in Monaco. Lunch at Indianapolis. Dinner in Charlotte.

Mimosas. Bloody Marys. Beer.

This is racing’s highest of holy days, and it’s not even close. A motorsports harmonic convergence that doesn’t happen every year but does more often than it does not. Thank the horsepower heavens. That perfect octane-drenched Sunday when one … two … three signature events snap into alignment like the perfect chassis setup, riding the ragged edge of speed from the time that those of us in the United States wake up until we collapse back into our pillows like it was a SAFER barrier. One could literally begin and end their day watching racing while lying in bed. And why not?

You might not care a thing about auto racing. Perhaps you don’t know a lug nut from a walnut. But that shouldn’t stop you from stepping into a full fuel immersion on Sunday. Take a moment … OK, take a day, to lean into the kind of sensory overload that only real race cars — even three very different types of race cars — can provide.

So, grip the wheel. Drop the hammer. Ahoy polloi and boogity, boogity, boogity!

All that stuff that Tom Cruise is doing with a fighter jet in “Top Gun: Maverick,” or what Bruce Wayne did in his new muscle car Batmobile in “The Batman,” or all those stunts that Spider-Man pulled off with all those tricked-out gadgets in “No Way Home,” the unreal action you’ve paid good money to watch this year? These racers do that stuff all the time with zero special effects, and on Sunday they will do it all at once.

The numbers: 90 racers, 678 laps, 1,267.1 miles. Three really big trophies.

It begins with the Monaco Grand Prix (8:55 a.m. ET, ESPN). Since 1929, race cars have snaked their way through the streets of Europe’s most glamorous adult playground, streaking by casinos, skating around fountains and blazing alongside a seemingly endless navy of yachts, upon which men and women bathe in the sun and breathe in the ethanol. It is a race that was first…