I raced everything I could. I raced a lot, I wrecked a lot. At 45-years-old racing wasn't fun anymore, this is fun. I had a ball.
I had the radio on for three-quarters of the way. When they waved to me that I was in first, I got all dry-mouthed.
If you've never done it, they ought to try it.
When the corners started to slick up I just lifted before they did. The exhaust helped, I could hear the wheels spin.
