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How bad have you got it? By Shonda Peters You have all seen those commercials about "how bad do you got it." So that made me start to wonder how badly do I really have it? I didn't take long until I realized (with the help of a counselor.) I GOT IT BAD. It all starts out so innocent you start out with a shirt or two of your favorite driver. Than maybe a magazine or two with them on the cover. Than a die cast or two shoot what kind of fan would you be if you didn't have your driver's racecar sitting on the mantel in the living room. Then of course on Sunday's you have to skip church. DW and the boys are much more entertaining than the local minister anyway. And, if there isn't racing in heaven who the heck would want to go anyway, sure you might have singing angels and golden gates but, no racing fuel or burning rubber. That just wouldn't be heaven for most race fans. Next step would be when you convince your husband that the perfect family vacation would be to leave the kids at home and go for a 10 hour drive to the race track and than on to tour all the race shops that the state of North Carolina can hold. I do have to admit my dog isn't name after Dale Jr but only because I got the dog before Jr started racing. I also don't climb in the car through the window but I did specifically pick out my car to match the color of Jr's and so all those number 8 window decals wouldn't clash. And now that the car is looking like it should be at a local track it is off to the highway. I get behind those semi's and draft like Jr going for the win at Daytona. I will have to admit that I haven't yet tried the bump and run but I am not sure how safe that would be on I 65. And it just might deploy those dang air bags. Try explaining that to a husband who likes Tony Stewart!! He just might push me down for that. (kidding) I also have a three year old who calls Jr daddy. My husband and him do look kind of similar but I think it might be that there are really more pictures of Jr in the house then my husband. Or maybe she was conceived from one of those many dreams. (I know you all have them.) O well at least she isn't calling Jimmy Spencer daddy right. Okay well after you win the race on the highway, thanks to the gasman at the local marathon for getting you some track position. It is time to stop at the local home depot to check out lawn mowers. You are only stopping at the home depot because it is a team sponsor and sometimes you just have to get your husband involved so he won't think anything of your addiction. We finally pick the perfect mower. Of course I don't know what brand it is but it is a red one. When you get it home you slap a number 8 decal on it so when you are mowing the infield (or lawn for those that don't understand my addiction) you can dream you are in that Budweiser Monte Carlo just be careful those burn outs wreak havoc on lawn mower tires. Of course when you are done mowing the "lawn" thank the crew and drink a cold one. (Oops don't forget that sponsor). Well we could go on and on about my addiction to Nascar and Dale Jr. But, the next time you tape a race that you are watching just so you can see it again during the off-season. Or lay a donut on your neighbor's car door for beating you home from work. Or maybe even teach or kids the famous "Gentlemen start your engines" before they learn the alphabet and letting them call you the Shiznits instead of mom and dad. Just remember you too my race fan friend HAVE GOT IT BAD!!!! Disclaimer: The writer of this article did not really seek a counselor for her Race related ailment and all is in good fun. |
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Introducing our newest writer, Shonda Peters. Shonda is from the Hoosier State of Indiana. She enjoys writing, (obviously, lol) crafts and quilting. Shonda is also a mom of three girls, and assorted pets. (Shonda says racing is as American as apple pie. |
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