DAY NUMBER 7
08.24.2007
It's Bristol BABY!
Racing the way it ought to be.
Tom's shirt is the best we could do to represent us Z'rs.
Before the race there is fun time at all the vendors.
Jack (Jill?) Daniels puts on the old No 7 tats.
A real twofer picture... Good lookin girl with an equally awsome mullet!
We snapped a picture of some stranger posing with a Valvoline Vixen.
Time to sign up?
Patrol the border @190MPH with dental, 401K, and liberal vacation policy.
Back at the "Hilton" we tallied up the swag from the vendors.
If you run short on spit tobacco, look us up when we get to HC!
This is part of the obstacle course to get back to the "Hilton".
Fortunately there were no cotton mouths in the tall grass.
Met up with John Hackman at the Chevron Headquarters.
Camping at its finest.... made going back to the Redneck "Hilton" a little rough.
The "42" grub was great.
John's is the roast on the right.
The view from Chevron headquarters.
Just like the Z panorama, only with slightly higher unit cost.
Juan Pablo was so fast in the qualifying laps (2nd starting position for the Nextel Race),
that we could only get half of him in the picture.
Kasey Kahne took the top prize in the Busch Race tonight. These are the top ten finishers.
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DAY 8
08.25.2007
For the benefit of the non-roadfly people, these are some of the NASCAR cuties
that kept pestering Blaine and that un-identified masked man for directions at Bristol.
It seems not all people are happy with Jr's move.
I have something else to say but I don't want Red Nation to Teresa me.
Blaine's new best friend guarunteed he would deliver the Intimidator's car with the winning ticket he just sold to him.
Kurt Busch driving number 2 was there in person autographing items for fans.
Believe it or not there was a BIG crowd wanting some Kurt ink!
Number 25, Casey Mears, made this young man's day.
Clint Bowyer driving the Jack Daniel's 07 was very versatile with his signing abilities.
Signing a few boobs in the process!
Tom tried to crank it up but he just didn't measure up.
He really didn't want to win that %^# Penzoil hat.
Here is the Chevron commercial for Juan Pablo.
Here is J. P. hisself receiving an ovation at Bristol.
Was that the California howdy sign I saw in the crowd?
He roared ahead through the night to an impressive 18th place finish.
Fitting way to see old glory come into the assembled 170,000 race fans.
On to the world's largest card stunt.
Some unknown fan let his sympathies show.
The results of the card stunt.
The entire stadium had cards to perform this record breaking event.
Guiness book????
Blaine's man (another crowd favorite) got Bristolized from the rear (aka Earnhardted).
A quick body repair and Jeff was back into the fray finishing on the lead lap.
Carl Edwards driving the Number 99 Office Depot Chevy,
does his customary victory back flip.
The action was so fast and furious things got a little out of focus.
Huge fireworks display at the end signals that it is time to exit with 170,000 fans.
(Some less than sober)
While we had to fight the crowds and walk a mile to get to the redneck Hilton,
the drivers were wisked away in their private helicopters.
Next stop Luavull.
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