That’s life. You’ve got to deal with it, good and bad. We’ll be all right. I mean, if we make the chase, we make it. If we don’t, we don’t.
The atmosphere seems to change once the sun goes down and the race fans get to watch a good show.
I started 20 years without missing a race and ESPN started broadcasting on the air waves.
I enjoy Saturday night racing.
It’s just really hard to work and get better, building and planning for the future with the new Monte Carlo and keeping the race team intact and keeping them healthy.
I’ve had confidence in myself all along. It was just a matter of getting the pieces back in place.
Growing up, I’ve enjoyed hunting with my father.
I don’t want to argue with my wife about her car – or my driving.
The thing about it is, all those races we lost, we won this race together. We won it as a team.
Winning isn’t everything to me, but it’s a close second. Losing isn’t something that I can just brush off and fake a smile to hide my frustration. It’s that will and determination that I hope will get me where I want to go.
The winner ain’t the one with the fastest car. It’s the one who refuses to lose.
The only way to be productive is to be positive.
I’m just trying not to get run over. That’s number one. Number two is you gotta catch the guy in front of ya.
I always have fun. I don’t really go without fun too long.
If my wheel comes off and I hit the fence real hard, I get to whack every damn one of you with a hammer.
I felt like the track came to us, but then it went beyond us.
Tried on daddy’s 1979 rookie firesuit a while back. Smelled every bit of 36 years old.
My father could look straight ahead but concentrate on something on the very edge of his vision, almost nearly behind him.
You would not believe how loose this car is for two laps after the green. Then, just like that, it’s back to how it was before. But, those first few laps, damn, it’s loose! JUNIOR NO LIKEY!
In what other sport do you get a 15-second break every hour?