Who's your driver? That was the question I asked race fans the most this past weekend in Daytona. Although I could usually tell from the t-shirt, hat or satchel they carried, it was a fun way to spark conversation and you could tell that they were proud to be a fan of this driver or that driver.
Last week Beth was in Daytona and now it's my turn. And like Beth, before this weekend, football was the only sport that had my heart racing, no pun intended. I'm here for what a co-worker called the Superbowl of NASCAR - the Daytona 500. It's the biggest race of the year and here I stand with the equivalent of a learner's permit.
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