Remembering Earnhardt!
My truck was up on the shop lift. The last bit of oil drained out of the motor when I heard the mechanic working on it say to his buddy, "Earnhardt doesn't have it anymore". I probably shouldn't have said anything considering all the Texaco Havoline #28 signs hanging in the shop, but I shouted out over the compressor "You don't know what you're talking about, dude."
The three of us argued Chevy versus Ford and Davey Allison versus Dale Earnhardt as they hopefully fixed my truck up the right way and didn't take the difference of opinion out on my Chevy Blazer. Looking back, we were arguing about two of the best NASCAR drivers that ever raced. Two days later I found myself sitting in the rain at Richmond International Speedway, freezing my butt off. The rain came and went and came again, but they said it would clear out and they would get the race in.
The three of us argued Chevy versus Ford and Davey Allison versus Dale Earnhardt as they hopefully fixed my truck up the right way and didn't take the difference of opinion out on my Chevy Blazer. Looking back, we were arguing about two of the best NASCAR drivers that ever raced. Two days later I found myself sitting in the rain at Richmond International Speedway, freezing my butt off. The rain came and went and came again, but they said it would clear out and they would get the race in.














