I used to be into NASCAR heavy, I would catch the race on TV every week, except for a road course, which I found eminently boring since it was so hard to pass. I've been to one race, at Pocono. I saw one other black dude there the whole day. I went with a coworker of mine, thick Puerto Rican chick, and she was turning mad heads as we was walking through the infield to our seats on the straightaway. I used to help my grandfather work on his truck when I would come down south for the summers, and he had this country white dude that would do some work around the farm that drove a souped up blue Charger, and you could hear him miles away

So I always had a thing for muscle cars.
Funny thing is,
I liked it more when it was true rednecks racing, it kind of got weak with dudes coming from all over. I always wanted to hit a short track for a race, like maybe Richmond or Bristol.