I would have to say going to Daytona’s Pepsi 400 in 2005 and seeing Tony win his first race at Daytona and start the tradition of climbing the fench. Then when we went to get on our bus we missed it. Then we went to the Coke 600 (in 2006) and we got on the wrong bus and went 2 hours north of our hotel and the bus driver took us back to Charlotte in his personal truck. That pretty much freaked me out since we didn’t even know him.

I have been a Nascar fan since 2003 and it was kind of strange how it all happened. We were at my Grandma’s house and a race was on. They were at Pocono and everyone up there was rooting for someone. So I looked at the scroll at the top and saw W. Burton running in the 30’s and I was like yeah he’s my driver. And then I just started watching the races. I really fell in love with Nascar when we went to Indianapolis and you get the true feel of cars going around the track. My room is even done in Nascar I have a checkered floor, my walls are crown royal purple and home depot orange, I have alot of pictures, a case full of diecasts, and a tool box for a nighstand/jewelry box. It’s pretty awsome.

Collecting diecasts playing with my dog going to races and watching TV.