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  1. You all crack me up. Jeff Gordon is 52 years old and started racing go karts when he was five...so I guess it's possible he's been winning for 45 years. Though he's been retired (I'm still depressed about that...) for some time. So I do believe Miz Tisdale has him beat on that front. But has she won 98 NASCAR series races? Four championships? (It'd be six or seven if they didn't change the racing format and implemented the Chase play off system...you better not get me started on that. We could be here all night...LOL. Ironically, Jeff Gordon won all his championships under the original point system and Jimmie Johnson has won all his under the new Chase system...) Though, I am sure Jeff Gordon would like Miz Tisdale just fine. Especially her driving ability and to do wheelies. I don't even know who Lacy Chabert is. Though I do know she isn't NASCAR, so I do believe that post is under the wrong thread. It's always disappointing when y'all try to distract my thread here. I mean...it's the one thing I know and understand and y'all are trying to confuse me on that, too! LOL. I always wondered how many people knew I was a girl...LOL. And I don't know many girls that like NASCAR, except for one who I text every so often. Though she accused Jimmie Johnson of cheating last week when I told her I was excited he got accepted into the Hall of Fame (she was excited about Donnie Allison making it in)....so I'm still trying to decide on whether or not to forgive her on that. LOL. No one accuses JJ of cheating...he got there fair and square. OK...I am a bit biased on that. Tho it does upset me when people accuse him of cheating. 26 loooonnnnngggg days until the Daytona 500!!!!
  2. Thank you Hobie and Roger. You both just made my entire day...or off season! I will be honest with you all, before Dukes came back on air in 1996 (well I think it was 1997 when I started to get into it) I couldn't get the whole deal with NASCAR. I thought I'd rather watch my dog chase it's tail and it'd be more entertaining and fun to watch. But the Dukes and General Lee turned it around. By then Richard Petty was retired and I picked Jeff Gordon as my driver by the only way proper way to pick out a favorite driver... He was in a top fifty most sexiest men magazine. Or something like that. I will preface it and say that Garrett Duke would highly disagree with my logic in all of that and admit that Garrett Duke is my fictional DOH character. And that I myself is actually a female...LOL (Garrett made me admit to all that...he is too ashamed of it. HA!) Gordon was in the magazine (I still have the picture somewhere), he drove a Chevy, and won championships (as a Cubs fan, that was important. At least to have someone I follow who wins! HA I'll always love my Cubs. Win or lose...) But with all that said, I like Gordon for his style, his personality, and his talent. Even if I still believe him and Jimmie Johnson are good looking. (I got to liking Jimmie Johnson because Gordon lured him into the spot and owns the majority of his car...) And the rest is history. Now I am hooked and there is no going back. Even if Gordon and Johnson are retired (Well Johnson is semi retired. He will be racing a handful of races this year for his team he owns with Richard Petty). I miss Gordon and Johnson, but will be going for Chase Elliott (who was slated to take over for Gordon when he retired, which is how I picked him. HA). Oh and Pepsi sponsored Gordon. I love my Pepsi. Well...Diet Pepsi now. LOL
  3. I appreciate that, Roger. I am glad to have a place to come and talk about something that I love/enjoy and will be appreciated and understood.
  4. Thank you Skipper. That means a lot to me. Hopefully more stuff will be coming out here soon.
  5. Garrett and Cooter arrive at the garage after a long awkward ride of silence and slowly get out of the truck where they both help to unload Garrett's car. As they begin to look over the damage of the car, the CB in the cab crackles and Cooter is quick to go over to the truck, throw the door open. "Crazy Cooter speaking," Garrett hears him say before he begins to run a hand over the damages on the car. Regret and anger ride rapidly within him. Regret that he had signed up for the race and did this to his beloved car and anger at who had cut his brake line. "I won't let this happen to you again," he mutters to his car as he pats it on the hood just as Cooter closes the door to his truck and Garrett watches him run back over to him. "Hey Garrett," Cooter offers a smile, "everyone's meeting at the Boar's Nest. The boys. Bill and Ernie. For a post race drink and then heading over to the farm for some of Uncle Jesse's crawdad bisque." Cooter pauses with a crazy smile. "You wanna come? I'll give you a ride." Garrett eyes him coldly for a moment and then eyes his car. Looking back up, he slowly shakes his head at the mechanic. "I appreciate the invite, but I'm going to pass. Tell them I said hey," Garrett forces a smile at the mechanic. "Ya sure?" Cooter offers a second time and Garrett gives him a nod. "Well...ok then. Feel free to what you find here if you want to work on your car," he states and Garrett gives him an appreciative nod. "I'll see you around." With that, Cooter happily jumps into the cab of his truck and makes his way around Garrett's wrecked car and back onto the street where he sees Rosco stepping out of the sheriff's station and he gives him a curtious wave before driving off towards the Boar's Nest.
  6. Thank you Roger. That's one thing I love to talk about. Sadly no one wants to hear about it. LOL
  7. Well y'all...I can't remember if I ever posted about who was inducted into the NASCAR Hall of Fame this year. I probably did, because I am excited about it. The Hall of Fame Introduction was yesterday and today. I am sorry that I am posting this so late, because I think we missed it. But Donnie Allison, Jimmie Johnson, and Chad Knaus is inducted into the Hall of Fame this year. All very well deserving. Donnie was before my time of following NASCAR, but of course have heard of him. but y'all know how big of a fan of Jimmie Johnson I am! And if you like Jimmie Johnson, well, you gotta like Chad Knaus too. LOL. Talking about Jimmie Johnson...he will be in several races this year including the Daytona 500! Which is now under a month a way! (Though I am still doubting my ability to survive that long...) Here is the article on the Hall of Fame: 2024 Hall of Fame induction: TV times, info and more | NASCAR
  8. I agree with Roger. This is beyond awesome. Thank you for sharing these with us.
  9. Garrett Duke watches from afar as Bo, Luke, Bill, and Ernie gather around while the newspaper photographer take pictures of them in celebration of the race. He forces a smile before he withdrawals back to his car, eyeing the damage, and calculating all that will need to make it perfect once again. "That could be you up there," a voice breaks the silence and forces Garrett to quickly turn around to find Cooter standing behind him, his hand shoved into his grease stained pants pockets, "if it wasn't for Hogg and Coltrane." Garrett only shrugs as he steals a glance over at Bo, Luke, Bill, and Ernie who are now shaking hands for the photographer. Looking back at Cooter, he dryly states, "But it's not." "Thanks to Rosco and Boss," Cooter reinforces what he had said earlier. "It don't matter now," Garrett pauses once again as Boss and Rosco quickly drive past them and out of the race track, leaving a cloud of dust behind them. For a moment, Garrett allows his anger to settle within him before he abruptly turns to his car in an attempt to sidetrack his anger of what had happened. "I guess what matters now, is getting him back up and running again." "Sure thing. I got my tow truck ready. We can tow it to the garage and get it started. Ernie said he can join us once he's finished with his obligations over there," Cooter says motioning back towards them as the photographer seems to be putting his camera away and Bill and Ernie turn and face Bo and Luke as they start to talk. "He'll be back to normal within an hour. If that." Cooter pats Garrett on the back. "Perhaps one of these days you and the boys will have to race it out to see who's better. For now, let's get him doctored back to shape." Garrett quietly nods before Cooter jogs off to get his tow truck to return a few minutes later and Garrett helps him hook it up. "You ready?" Cooter questions, motioning Garrett to the cab of the truck. Garrett nods, before looking back at Bill and Ernie. Looking at Cooter, he says, "Let's go." With that they both climb in and drive off to the garage in town.
  10. Garrett jumps slightly at Daisy's excitement and nods at Jesse. "They'll catch up," he slowly states, offering her a smile before turning back around to watch the race in time for Bill to slip on some mud that was on the track and the orange car catches up, leaving the rest of the cars behind. "Told ya." Ernie gives him a glare and Garrett just shrugs. "Sorry Ernie. Every race needs a little drama at the end." Ernie sighs. "True that," he responds as he mutters something into his walkie talkie to Bill before saying, "we are about to the finish!" With that everyone yells around them, jumping in excitement as Boss stands feet away, holding the checkered flag. "They are about here, Ladies and Gentlemen!" Hogg yells into his speaker, "They are neck and neck. Bill Elliott against Bo and Luke Duke. Who's going to win?!" Everyone around them begins to cheer out for Bo, Luke, or Bill. Jesse and Daisy yelling out for Bo and Luke with Ernie yelling out for them all. While Garrett remains silent, hands shoved in his pocket, holding onto his lighter. With that, the orange car and Bill's red and white car cross the line. Looking identical. The crowd goes silent, waiting for Hogg to announce who the winner is. "And the winner is," Hogg pauses as the cars stop as the cross the line, "never mind. We got ourselves a tie! The first time in history we got a tie at our great race. Bo and Luke Duke tie with Bill Elliott!" Garrett watches as Bo and Luke climb out of their orange car, followed by Bill Elliott. Smiles cross all three of their faces as they all high five each other as the other cars pass them by and Hogg fights to read off the names of the cars as they go through.
  11. Garrett watches in half amusement at seeing Hogg on the ground before slowly getting up and trotting after the deputies as they head to Rosco's wrecked patrol car. Rosco glances over at Rosco as he kicks the tires of the car, as if it was the car's fault that he wrecked. Shaking his head he glances over at the race as the orange car takes a small lead ahead of Bill momentarily before Bill catches up alongside them. "Looks like your boys are giving Bill a run for his money," Garrett dryly states to Cooter and Bill, "I'll be right back." With that he walks away from his own wrecked patrol car and away from Bill and Cooter who nod before they themselves leave the car and start walking back to the stands to join Daisy for the rest of the race. Turning back around, Garrett walks over to Jesse who was leaving the concession stand to where he looked to be heading back to where Daisy was at himself. "Hey Jesse," Garrett slowly states to gather his uncle's attention. Taking a deep breath to swallow his pride and ego he gives him a slow smile before saying, "I saw you talking to Boss in what looked like a heated conversation." He pauses a moment, thinking his words through. "I assume it was about my cut brake line as it was right after we found out about it." He pauses again as he motions towards his car. "You didn't have to do all that. I know I don't deserve it." He flashes a small smile. "Thank you."
  12. Garrett Duke looks at his cut brake line in anger, disgust, and frustration for a long moment before slamming the hood down. The sound of the cars pierce the air and the smell of the cars fills the air. Breathing it all in, he momentarily watches the race where his cousins and Bill are racing against each other hard with everyone else racing behind them. Cooter laughs nervously to bring his attention back to the car. "What's so funny?" he questions, his voice surprisingly calm. Cooter shakes his head before pointing over to the concession stand. "Uncle Jesse is letting old Boss have it," Cooter states and Garrett looks up to see them both angrily arguing. "Uncle Jesse don't let no one mess with family. Including you. Look," Cooter pauses to bring Ernie and Garrett's attention back to him, "I apologize about earlier. I was a bit harsh." "You weren't the only one," Garrett acknowledges as he accepts Cooter's handshake of an apology. With that a loud squeal penetrates the air and everyone looks up in time to see Rosco's rigged race car slide off track and slam into a tree on the rear driver's door. After a long moment, Rosco throws open the door and shakily gets out of the car, raising a fist at the car just as his driver's door falls off and clatters upon the dry dirt. "Well at least the cheater's not gonna win the race," Ernie states to draw a dry laugh from Cooter. "Rosco never wins. His races normally end this way," Cooter responds as The General Lee and Bill battle up front. "But at least he got some pay back." Garrett shakes his head. "I could care less about this race at this point," Garrett finally states, "I just want my car back to health as it was before all this." He stares angrily at the damage upon his beloved car. "We will get it back to the way it was before the race...plus intact brakes," Ernie states, "Cooter says we can get it back to his garage once the race is over and I'll help pound it out and get it good as new." Garrett nods and gives him an appreciative smile before he glances back up at Jesse and Hogg.
  13. Thank you for correcting me. I couldn't remember the second one. Oops. Sorry about that.
  14. Well...I was wanting to start talking NASCAR more...but not like this. NASCAR lost a great legend today as Cale Yarborough has passed away. He even was on an episode of the Dukes of Hazzard. Sadly he was before my time of watching NASCAR, but I have to say that my favorite story of his was at the Daytona and his fight with the Allison brothers on the first televised race. Petty won the race, but Cale got all the attention. LOL. He will be greatly missed. 3-time NASCAR Cup Series champion Cale Yarborough dies (yahoo.com)
  15. Garrett Duke quickly maneuvers himself through the half of the racing field. Adrenaline rushes quickly within him as he is reminded of how much he loves and miss racing. He use to race illegally in Atlanta with his boys and it never got old. Just to feel the true power behind his car and all the hard work he has put into it makes him feel proud and for a moment he feels the anger and resentment he has felt towards everyone seem to melt away. Suddenly a big thud breaks his thoughts and emotions and he quickly glances into his rearview mirror to see Rosco's navy blue car right besides him as he clangs against him once again. "What are you doing?!" he yells gripping tightly onto the steering wheel, trying to push farther away from the sheriff. Just as he was about to pull away he feels a harder bang on the side and he feels his car lose traction on the track and as he begins to slide down the ditch, he angrily stomps on the breaks, only for the break petal to just fall to the floor. After a moment, a thick tree forces Garrett's car to a sudden halt. "Damn it!" he cusses, hitting the steering wheel and angrily looks up to see all the cars quickly rounding the turn and out of sight. He shakes his head and goes to open the door, only for the tree to be there and in the way only to increase his anger and frustration and he angrily pushes himself away from the driver's door and to the passenger side door. As he opens the door, the sound of feet running gather his attention and he looks up to see Cooter and Ernie quickly approaching on feet. "Garrett! You Ok?" Ernie asks while Cooter gives him a worried look. "I am. My car," he shakes his head as he looks at it, "not so much. Someone had to have cut the breaks. I tried breaking hard when Rosco ran me off the road and it went right down." "Well that's lower than low," Cooter slowly drawls, looking devastated at the wrecked car, "who in their right mind - " "I'll tell you who...the sheriff!" Garrett angrily yells, "he was so full of himself when he stopped by my car before the race. He went on and on about how he was going to beat me and I was going to lose!" Ernie and Cooter glance at each other. "I surely wouldn't put it past them. Boss probably put him up to it," Cooter slowly states as he looks around at the road race track and back at Garrett, "Well," he goes silent momentarily, "I'll go get my tow and how about you and Ernie make your way to Jesse and Daisy. They are worried sick about you. We ordered them to stay still and that the boys need their support, we would come check on you. Since we're the mechanics and all." He gives an ornery wink at Ernie. Garrett hesitantly nods and silently follows Ernie back to the grandstand where Daisy runs out and hugs him and he recounts what had happened to them. "I'm fine," he assures them, "my car not so much."
  16. Putting on shiny black helmet and snapping it under his chin, Garrett grips tightly onto the steering wheel, looking at the cars around him as impatience heavily sinks in. What's taking the three piece suit clown so long to fire the starting gun? "I could have won the dang race," Garrett mutters under his breath. Suddenly a big smack lands besides him and he jumps as he sees black gloves clinched tightly onto his open window. "I got you, boy, didn't I? I saw you jump!" Rosco laughs and Garrett feels the fire of anger surge through him. "Sheriff," he musters back his anger, "I need you to step away from my car. I got a race to win." "Khee, khee," Rosco laughs, before going serious, "you think you are real funny, don't you? You, " Rosco removes his hand from the window to point it into Garrett's face, "think you can beat the legendary Bill Elliott in this heap? Even if you drove an identical car to Elliott you'd come in dead last." Rosco laughs some more. "Nah. I can see into the future boy and your's isn't looking too bright. But mine," Rosco smiles proudly, "mine's looking real bright as I beat that ugly orange car and to defend off the NASCAR champ himself!" Garrett laughs through his anger. "What are you on, sheriff? Because you obviously ain't thinking straight or seeing straight if you honestly believe all that," Garrett spits back at him, taking another anxious look at the cars around him, "Now if you don't mind," Garrett states again, "I need you to back away from the winning race car. I got a race to win." Rosco only laughs at him. "You're the one delusional, boy. Ain't no way I'd let a scumbag like you win the race," Rosco seriously states as he claps the open window again, "especially after all you did to me yesterday. You should be in Atlanta by now, looking through the bars and hanging with your home boys." "And yet," Garrett smiles coldly at the sheriff, "here I am. Free as a bird and about to give you some driving lessons." "You hush, boy! If memory serves me correctly," Rosco pauses, "and it does. I outdrove you to arrest you yesterday. And I'll do it again today!" Garrett shakes his head and looks away from the sheriff in attempt to hide his dark emotions that would otherwise earn him more time in jail. "Rosco!" a thick demanding yell pierces through the conversation silence and above the loud engines to force Garrett's and Rosco's attention to behind him where Boss runs at them and pointing his cigar at Rosco, "What in the world are you talking to this loser for?! It's time for the race. Get in your car so we can get it started!" With that Boss takes a hold of Rosco's ear and begins leading him towards the front where his car lies parked. "It's about time!" Garrett yells out at them.
  17. You had to outdo me with this one, didn't you? Great hint towards the future.
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