From the time I was a little girl, I was under the hood of a car, sometimes a race car, with my daddy. One of my earliest memories was climbing up on the bumper as he opened the hood and asking how many horses does it have daddy....I lived for the Saturday nights with him at the dirt track. My love for racing and fast cars runs deep, its something I shared with him. My favorite place to be is up in the tower seats at the Talladega Superspeedway. Even with all the noise, for me its like a piece of heaven on earth. Its like you could just reach up and touch heaven from those seats. So many times, Ive stood there and I could feel him right there with me. Its been almost 40 years since he left and not a day goes by that I dont miss him. Sunday, when those engines fire and the command is given, gentleman, start your engines....there will be no where else Id rather be.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 04:47:33 +0000
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