Grancey and I were in the car during most of the Daytona race, so we listened to it on Sirius. Sirius now has one channel devoted strictly to race coverage, and about a dozen channels at racetime switch over to let you hear driver-crew conversations. Pretty cool, right?
So I started the afternoon by tuning into Kyle Petty. Suddenly, BOOM he's out of the race. So I switch to Jeff Burton, who's about 10th when I switch. Suddenly BOOM he's back at 35th. So I switch to Kasey Kahne, who drops like a rock. Get the picture? Do you want to guess who I was listening to when Tony Stewart crashed and when Mark Martin got edged out at the flag?
They shouldn't let me anywhere near another NASCAR event.
On a related note, I started switching some of our childhood home-movies from VCR to DVD this weekend (they were originally taken on 8mm and then converted about 10 years ago). A particular batch was taken in 1959 and suddenly I was looking at my father and a bunch of other guys sitting in the stands at Daytona watching them open the infield gates and eventually watching the race. After a little figuring, that must have been the 2nd Daytona 500, right?
Cool as shit film!
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