Garrett Duke

Bo nods for a long moment before realizing that Luke wouldn’t see him. “I. . .I’m fine,†he stutters, “Rosco went off the road. His car. . .†Bo goes silent as tears swell in his eyes as he notices Rosco’s blood on his fingers for the first time, “just swerved and went down. It rolled into a tree. I think he’s unconscious, but all that blood. . .†Bo goes silent as he stares into the ditch as the siren begins to be audible and as he hears tires and an engine, he looks up to find Cooter’s tow truck coming at him. “We’re here, buddy, hang tight,†Luke states as Bo feels the CB drop from his hand and he begins to walk down the ditch once more only for him to hear Luke call out to him, “Bo get up here!†Bo eyes him for a moment and eyes the car, his mind stuck upon the bloody image of Rosco lying against the steering wheel and of the thin pulse he had felt. “He needs help,†he hears himself state a moment before he feels a heavy hand upon his shoulder to stop him from going farther and he looks up to see it to be Cooter who motions him up to the road where Luke is. “I have to go. He needs help.†“C’mon Bo, what you going to do for him?†Luke questions as he helps Cooter to help Bo back up on the road, “The ambulance will be here in a minute, if that. Hear the sirens?†Bo numbly nods though all he hears is the buzzing in his ears, all he’s seeing is the wrecked patrol car. The car he had wrecked. “He needs help. He’s bleeding. He only had a small pulse. He could be dead right now,†Bo rants blindly as the ambulance pulls up to a halt in front of The General. “I did this to him. I killed Rosco.†“Whoa there buddy!†Luke states loudly in attempt to get Bo’s attention onto him, “Look at me Bo,†when Bo refuses to look away from the patrol car, Luke firmly holds onto Bo’s chin and forces him to look at him, “I heard everything on the CB. Rosco stated something about his brakes. His brakes went out and Rosco panicked. Plain and simple. You didn’t do that to him. And,†Luke pauses as he watches as the paramedics unload the stretcher and some medical equipment out of the ambulance while a lone paramedic runs down the ditch. Looking back at Bo, he continues, “you said it yourself, he had a small pulse. If he has a pulse, he ain’t dead.†Bo shakes his head loose of Luke’s firm hold. “That was before I called it in. He could be dead now. If I had stopped when he wanted. . .†“Stop it, Bo. You didn’t do that to him. His damn car did!†Luke states as he takes a deep breath, not knowing how to convince his cousin differently. Slowly he glances away from Bo and at Cooter who stares at the sight below, “Cooter,†Cooter looks back at him, “I want you to take care of Bo, I’m going to go -†he begins to say before Bo walks away from them to steal his attention and Luke watches momentarily as Bo begins to walk down the ditch. “Bo! You don’t want to go down there,†he quickly begins to walk after him and places another firm hand on Bo’s shoulder, “you’ll just get in their way if you go down there.†“I have to go down there. I owe it to Rosco,†Bo stubbornly states and as he pulls his shoulder away from Luke’s hand, his footing goes out and he lets out a yelp of surprise and pain as he is thrown to the hard wet ground . Bo grasps at rocks as he slides down the rocky ditch only to scrape and hit the rocks upon his weak body before he comes to a halt at the end of the ditch, a foot away from the paramedics and the stretcher. “Damn,†Bo cusses as he slowly sits up and accepts Luke’s offer to help him to his feet. Once Luke pulls Bo to his feet, he looks at his cousin with great concern and asks, “You OK, Bo?†“I’m fine,†Bo stubbornly states and pulls his arm away from Luke as he ignores the throbbing pain in his head and across his body and walks away from Luke to the car where the paramedics are now pulling Rosco out of his car on a stiff board and placing him on the stretcher. “Rosco,†Bo hears himself say as the world spins around him. “You’re going to have to leave, son,†an older paramedic states as they place an air mask over Rosco’s nose and mouth before giving Bo a concern look. “You OK son? You’re bleeding.†Bo pulls a hand to his throbbing head and pulls it away to find a lot of blood covering his hand. “I’m fine,†he stubbornly states as he looks at Rosco’s still body, “how’s he?†“Get the kid out of the way!†another paramedic yells at the older one who only waves him away. “He’s unconscious right now, but he has a pulse and is breathing right now,†he slowly states, his brown eyes still look at Bo with concern, “we’ll bring him to the ER and they’ll take care of him. Now, if you are OK, you’ll have to go back to your vehicles and let us do our work. Otherwise you’ll just slow us down. Sorry, son.†“I ain’t your son,†Bo harshly snaps at the kind paramedic and Luke places a hand upon Bo’s tense shoulder and Bo lets a deep breath out, “sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m fine.†With that, Bo allows Luke to pull him away from the stretcher and he slowly begins to climb back up the ditch to where Cooter stands, taking it all in from his parked tow truck. “Look at me, Bo,†Luke firmly states as they reach Cooter and Bo slowly does as he is told to do, “are you OK?†Cooter offers Bo a grease stained handkerchief and Bo stubbornly accepts it to place it on his forehead where the blood had came from. Looking back at Luke, he states, “It hurts, but I’ll be fine.†Luke nods, accepting Bo’s answer. “What happened Bo?†Luke questions as he places a protective hand upon Bo’s shoulder, knowing how shook up Bo is by what he had saw. Bo inhales heavily before he slowly explains everything from the beginning of the car chase, to seeing Rosco wobble and fight for control and then to how Rosco had sharply turned before going down the ditch and rolling into the tree. “I should have just pulled over as he tol’ me to. But I didn’t do anything, Luke. I promise, I didn’t,†Bo finishes. “We know you didn’t do anything wrong. Rosco had some trumped up charge on you as he always had in the past…though in the past it was on both of us. Not just you. I don’t know what he had or what his phony charges were, but you did what we always did in the past in attempt to escape his alleged charges. You did nothing wrong to get charged nor did you anything wrong here. His breaks or something went out in his car and that is what happened. You didn’t do this to him, Bo,†Luke firmly states as he drops his hand from Bo’s shoulder, “we’ll go to the hospital and wait on word on Rosco. Perhaps call Lulu and Boss. But once tomorrow comes, we’ll go into town and find out what phony charges Rosco was talking about. Understand?†Bo numbly nods as he fights to hold back the raw emotions that continue to violently gnaw within him as he watches the paramedics surround Rosco’s stretcher as they begin to pull him up the steep ditch. Sorry so long y'all...I'll give ya'll a break to catch up. [/B]

[i Exhaustion melts heavily within Bo as he stares through the mud splattered windshield of The General as his mind seems to wonder from thought to thought, from his date last night to his argument he had with Luke over who was to drive The General today. Luke had plans with Cooter while Bo had his own plans to go fishing with Brody and Dobro. Luke had a point that he could just drop Bo off and they could do their fishing until he picked them up, but often times, when he was out with Brody or Dobro, fishing was quick to turn into racing. How was he to race them if he didn’t have a car? And since Cooter had plenty of cars and their plans generally kept at the garage or junk yard, Bo’s argument had won thanks to Jesse. And now after hours in the sun with little luck at getting the big one, though he did win their road race as he always did with them, he was off to pick Luke up from Cooter’s. “Lost Sheep,†the CB caught his attention and he was quick to recognize Luke’s voice, “you comin’ or did you forget about me?†Bo let out a sigh of frustration before picking up the CB and replying, “I’m on my way as we speak, but I could turn back around and act like I forgot about you.†“Know you’d love to do that,†Luke had replied with a chuckle just in time for Bo’s attention to be stolen by the loud piercing siren that screams behind him, “Is that what I think it is?†“Damn,†Bo had cussed into the CB as he watches Rosco’s familiar mud splattered patrol car gaining on him and he glances down at the speedometer to find him going five miles under the speed limit. Shaking his head, he presses onto the accelerator to see the needle quickly move to five over the speed limit and watches the distance between his and Rosco’s cars grow. “I just fell into one of Rosco’s traps. I swear, I was going five under the speed limit when he came out.†“Well little cuz you better work your magic at the wheel then,†Luke was quick to respond, “you know we ain’t got the money to pay for another one of your tickets. You get a ticket we are out of a house come the first.†“Thanks for the reminder, Lukas,†Bo states out of frustration, “I’ll talk to you when I get to town.†With that he had thrown the CB handle onto the seat besides him, no longer finding any patience for Luke’s lecture. “Here we go,†Bo speaks to himself as the familiar Claw Creek Road comes into view and he steals another look at the angry sheriff.. Knowing if he were to keep on the road he was on, he would reach town and would have more chances of either getting caught or hurting someone, he quickly makes a sharp left upon the road with little thought of where they were going. “C’mon Rosco,†Bo pleads as he watches the sheriff rock unsteadily before turning his patrol car onto the road, “what I do now?†He watches the sheriff behind him for a moment before he glances ahead at the open dirt road ahead of him at the steep ditches that surrounds the dirt road before falling into a heavy wooded area. Eyeing the ditches and back at Rosco every once in awhile, Bo begins to wonder where and when he’ll lose Rosco at now that he is going the wrong way that he is wanting to go in order to pick Luke up. “Bo Duke!†Sheriff Rosco yells angrily over the CB to make Bo jump in surprise, “You pull over right now! I’ve got you good this time. No escaping your guilt.†Shaking his head in disbelief at the sheriff and his antics, Bo reaches over and picks up the CB handle to reply, “Guilt? Of what? Of being the best driver in Hazzard?†“You hush it! Don’t back talk your sheriff!†Rosco is quick to respond, “I can’t tell you over the air. Why don’t you pull over and we can have a nice little chat of what your charges are? You’re only resisting arrest to your charges.†Resisting arrest? Now it has gone from what Bo had been predicted as only one of Rosco’s speed traps has quickly turned for the worse. Arrest meant that they framed him of some crime that would be worth arresting him for. But what? Luke was in town, why didn’t they arrest him while they were in town before going after him? They always framed them together. “You gotta be outta your mind if you think I’m going to pull over for you, Rosco. I didn’t do anything wrong to be arrested for. You’re wasting your time,†Bo slowly responds as he concentrates on the road. “You’re wrong, Bo. You’ve messed up this time and whoa!†Rosco yells out, his voice heavily coated with fear and Bo glances into his rear view mirror to find Rosco swerving left and right for a moment before his car straightens straight to run smoothly again. “Git git, that was close!†Rosco states, relief in his voice. “Anyway, I got you good this time.†“What you talking about, Rosco?†Luke’s sharp words pierce through the CB and at the sound of Luke’s voice brings relief within Bo despite Luke being at Cooter’s and no where to help him, “Bo did nothing wrong and any other charge you’ve got is as bogus as Hogg’s watch.†“Git, git, you watch it Duke I’ll press charges against you too, Luke. Lucky for you, we have no evidence pointed at you this time,†Rosco sternly states and Bo watches him momentarily in his rearview mirror, “Bo Duke I order you to pull over now…don’t make me resort to shooting your tires out. No matter how good of a driver you think you are, I shoot out your tires on this road, you’ll be running into a tree and damage that ugly car of your’s.†“Shoot my tire out, Rosco?†Bo laughs as he presses on the accelerator, “You couldn’t shoot your own tire with the car parked not alone my tire on the move. You’re bound to either hurt yourself or me.†“Then you better pull over, then, huh?†Rosco sharply resorts on the CB and a moment later, Bo notices Rosco’s hand out of his open window, with his gun in hand only to send surprise and shock within Bo. “I mean it, Duke. Pull over.†Gripping on tightly onto the leather steering wheel , Bo forces The General to speed ahead in hopes of Rosco missing and of losing Rosco within the next few feet when he comes upon another road with flatter ditches. “I’m not about to be arrested for -†“The brakes,†Rosco quickly states into the CB to interrupt Bo and Bo glances into the rearview mirror in time to see Rosco’s car jerk sideways and Bo feels his foot pull up off the accelerator as he watches Rosco’s patrol car quickly fall off the road. Bo feels the world go still around him as he watches helplessly as Rosco’s car loses grip once it reaches the grass and the old car begins to roll hood over wheels three times before hitting a thick tree at the bottom of the ditch. “No, no, no,†Bo hears himself mutter to himself as he backs The General up to where Rosco’s car is before placing it into park and pulls himself out of the car. As he begins to walk away from the open window, he hears Luke’s voice over the CB before he runs down the steep ditch, slipping several times before reaching the wrecked car that landed on it’s wheels. Reaching the bumper, Bo takes in the smashed in windows, the caved in roof and doors, as fear swells deeply within him. “Rosco!†Bo yells out as he walks alongside the car, “Answer me, Rosco!†Reaching the caved in driver’s door, Bo is quick to see why Rosco wasn’t answering him and his heart comes to a complete halt at seeing Rosco’s head resting against the steering wheel. His hat has fallen onto the seat next to him while blood flows thickly down his face and his whole body lies against the wheel still and silent. “Rosco!†he yells again as he places a couple of fingers on Rosco’s neck, relieved to feel a weak pulse while watching Rosco slowly breathing. “C’mon Rosco,†Bo pleas before he pulls himself away from the car and as he climbs up the steep and wet ditch, finds himself praying desperately for the sheriff. Reaching The General, he reaches in to grab the CB and breathlessly states, “There’s been an accident on Claw Creek Road,†he hears himself say as he stares down at Rosco’s patrol car, “the sheriff went down the ditch. He needs an ambulance as of now!†Static is quick to respond for a short moment before he gets the answer he was hoping for, “This is Ambulance 1 we’re en route to Claw Creek Road. We’ll be there in five minutes.†“Five minutes?†Bo questions, feeling that to be a long time, “Please hurry.†“We’ll do our best,†the flat male’s voice responds and Bo throws the CB down in frustration and he glances down at the wrecked patrol car in horror. Of all the many times Rosco had chased Luke and him and all the times Luke and him had escaped Rosco by running him off the road or into the pond, no one got hurt. But this time was different. Rosco was beyond hurt and if help didn’t come in time, he could be dead. “Lost Sheep!†Luke’s voice yells at him on the CB and Bo slowly glances away from the wrecked car and back into his own car, “This is Luke. Please respond!†“This is Lost Sheep two,†Bo weakly states as he feels a wave of nausea flood through him only to be replaced by dizziness as his thoughts swell with what had happened, what could happen in the near future. “Cooter and I are on our way in his tow truck,†Bo vaguely hears Luke state in the CB, “you OK?â€

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well this is kinda a spur of the moment story that had started only as something to write since my memory disk with my two other stories are at my parent's house and not here...and thanks to the snow, I had a day off today. So I started it on a whim, but decided to post it for all to see since it, like The General, started out as nothing and is slowly turning into something. No promises on how often I will add onto this story since I am currently writing two other DOH stories, but will do my best to add onto it and finish it as soon as possible. Please feel free to PM or send me messages with your feed back or how you feel like I'm doing. Any feedback is greatly appreciated. This is a solo piece of writing that consist of the Dukes of Hazzard characters, none of my own. And no, I don't own any of them nor do I gain any profit from my writing. I write for fun and that's it. Hope y'all enjoy. 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 01 GUILT CHAPTER ONE Bo sat on the front porch, feeling the chilly wind brush against his cheek as his mind continues to rewind through last night’s events only to send guilt washing heavily over him. He never meant for any of this to happen. He was on his way to pick Luke up from Cooter’s when he heard Rosco’s patrol car’s siren break through the silent night air only to force him to glance down at his speedometer to find him going well below the speed limit. Aggravated by the sheriff’s untimely appearance in one of his obvious speed traps that he had been dumb enough to fall into, Bo had shoved harshly upon the accelerator to speed the car up. They were already low on money for the month and the last thing Bo intended to do was to pay Rosco’s false speeding ticket. It was suppose to be like any other time he had been chased by Rosco where he would normally lose Rosco or Rosco would go off into the ditch or into the pond. But it wasn’t like any other time. This time it was different. This time the sheriff’s car rolled down a steep ditch and into some trees and this time, Rosco didn’t get out shaking his fist at Bo. No, this time, Bo had to park The General and go check on Rosco only to find Rosco covered in blood and unconscious. This time it had led to hours of waiting in the waiting room, waiting on word on Rosco to hear he was badly beaten and lost deeply within a coma. That they‘d know better of the sheriff‘s future once or if he woke up. This time, Bo only had himself to blame. The squeak of the flimsy screen kitchen door breaks through the morning silence and Bo slowly glances around to find Jesse slowly walking out on the porch while buttoning up his coat. “It’s chilly out here this morning,†Jesse states as a way of greeting and Bo only nods and turns away, “mind I sit here?†Jesse sits down besides Bo, not waiting for an answer. “Luke tol’ me what happened last night and why y’all didn’t come home. Y’all had me worried sick when I woke up at one and didn’t see The General parked out front. I thought of all the horrible things that could have happened to you or Luke or both of you, of why you weren’t home. Was ready to go out lookin’ for you myself, but thought it’d be best to let it rest til daylight. By then, I saw The General parked out front and found you and Luke in bed. I can’t tell you how relieved I was. I -†Jesse goes silent as he puts a caring hand around Bo’s shoulder’s and sighs heavily to feel his nephew tense up, “I don’t know what I’d do if something were to happen to you or Luke. Or Daisy.†Bo steals a look at his wise uncle before looking out over the familiar Duke farm’s front lawn as if seeing it for the first time before his eyes go back to his leather boots. He slowly shrugs under Jesse’s caring arm and opens his mouth to say something only to close it once again as he fights off a heavy wave of emotions. The last thing he wanted was to make his uncle worry or upset at him or worse yet, to be disappointed at him which was why he was refusing to look at his uncle. “I’m sorry, Uncle Jesse,†he finally states in a tired and weak voice, “guess we shoulda called or something.†“Damn right you should’ve. Or at least woke me up when you got home,†Jesse states in a half stern voice, already knowing and sensing Bo’s harsh emotions, “but you have no reason to be sorry for. After what happened, I am sure you had more things to worry and think about than just little ol’ me.†Jesse pauses for a long moment as he watches a car go by before eyeing his nephew with worry, noticing how he is refusing to look up at him, “Like I said, Luke tol’ me what had happened. Or Luke had tol’ me what you tol’ him that had happened. But I want to hear it from the source of what had happened. What happened, Bo?†Bo is quick to look up at Jesse with a look of disbelief and hurt and Jesse is quick to note the tears watering Bo’s baby blue eyes before Bo quickly looks away. “You already said Luke told you what happened,†Bo slowly states, “I don’t mean no disrespect, but how many times you need to hear what I had done?†“What you had done?†Jesse questions, picking up Bo’s heavy guilt that he is fighting with, “From what Luke had said, sounds like Rosco has his share of the blame as well. Not just you.†Jesse goes silent feeling the hurt swell deep within him, hurt at his desperate need to help his young nephew through his pain. “I don’t care if I heard it from Luke. Luke wasn’t there when it had happened, he didn’t see it happen. It was only you and Rosco by the sounds of it and sometimes info gets lost when you hear it from someone else. What happened last night, Bo?†Bo remains silent as he eyes the cracked wooden plank under his boots as he yearns to disappear or to be somewhere else by himself so he wouldn’t be able to see or hear his uncle’s worry or his disappointment. “I went to pick Luke up as you had tol’ me to do,†Bo slowly states. . .

Very good Lizzy. I never was a Dale Earnhardt fan, but do remember that day. At that time, I was a fan, but knew very little about NASCAR and the rules and all of that. Actually, that year, that Daytona 500 race was the only race I saw. It was so surreal that he would pass like that for if I remember correctly, his accident was a lot alike most accidents you see every race. I have seen worse accidents in the years following and the drivers walk out like nothing happened...in fact if I remember right, that same race there was a multicar pile up (Gordon was one of them and one of the few that was able to return to the track) where a car rolled over other cars and they all walked away from it. Yet Dale...I remember watching it and my sister calling to talk to my dad and my dad telling me she said Dale died in it. Though at the time HANS (Head and Neck Support) was optional to wear and Dale didn't wear it. Now the HANS is not an option but a rule. May Dale rest in peace...he died doing what he was great at and what he loved doing. Who won that race?

eternity

LOL Roger. I had thought of Boss Hogg saying that while I read the first part of your post there. Rusty Wallace, huh? If you were to ask me what NASCAR legend you are missing from that list...I would have to say Jeff Gordon since you didn't list him. But it was your trivia question, so I guess we'll go with your answer . . .this time. February 18th will signify what event in NASCAR's history?

Well Daisy I have to say you are one lucky person to go not only one night, but two nights...and in the third row! Sounds like you had a great time and I am glad to hear it. . .sounds like a couple of nights to remember. It is great to hear that after all these years that Tom and John still perform with each other and all. Glad you were able to go and had a great time, Daisy!

Trouble

Crime

I personally am excited to see the changes come into play to see for myself how they will work and how they will effect the drivers. From what I read, the new system is suppose to reward more winning and consistancy at the same time. Which to me, this new system doesn't give the drivers much reward bonuses as the old one had...but I guess if you look at all that they will lose if they have a poor finish, maybe that is what they are talking about. The wild card slots, I think, is a good idea. For example. last season, there was four drivers within the chase that did not have a win, yet you had Jamie McMurray who finished 13th or 14th with two major wins. So it would give him a chance into the chase due to his performance in those two wins over the poor finishes he had due to accidents and what not. So I see that as a way of rewarding wins as well as consistancy within the first 26 races of the season. Gordon was one of the four within the chase that sadly didn't have a win, but he was consistant. I am sure there is some negative aspects with the change, but for now, I am excited with the change and as I said, to see how they will effect the racing, the chase, and the drivers. It will make it much easier to follow. The 2011 season seems to be a season full of change...first the whole garage and driver swap at Hendrick that happened right after the season ended. I still have mixed emotions about that, though am excited to see what Alan Gustufson can do with Gordon's talent. And now all of this...now if only the repaved Daytona will actually get here, we can get on with the much waited for season... (Oh I guess the cars will have a different look to them to distinguish the manufacturer...something like that.) Which reminds me, Gordon will also have a different sponsor and color scheme after racing his entire NASCAR Sprint Cup career, til now, with Dupont as his major sponsor. Dupont will sponsor hiim with some races, but not as much...now AARP will be sponsoring him with their Anti-Hunger campaign. All this change must make for a great season!!!!!!!!!!! (I'm looking forward to the season to start, if y'all can't tell. )

Well Brian France has made all them changes I had talked about official tonight. . .which is and will stir controversal emotions around the sport as we had talked about earlier. They are going with the 43-1 point system in all three NASCAR devisions (the last place truck race driver will get eight points instead of the one because they have less drivers in it.) The winner getting forty-three points, second place getting forty-two and down to the last place driver getting one point. Bonuses are...three points will be added into their points once the chase starts (use to be ten) one point for leading the most laps (use to be five) and one point for leading a lap (use to be five). So a winning driver can win up to 48 points. They are also putting in what they are calling the wild card where the top ten drivers at the end of the first 26 races are in the chase and two drivers with the most wins from 11th to 20th place will be seeded 11th and 12th in the chase. A winning driver that earns his way into the chase by points will have three bonus points added come chase time, where as the two wild card drivers will not get the bonus points. I also read where they will qualify the drivers by their speed times, lining them up from slowest to fastest. Something like that...which is different. Drivers are allowed five sets of tires instead of six. I guess the points system won't make much of a difference than the old one when it comes to winning and second place, but makes it easier for fans to follow and understand. But it will hurt a driver who gets a DNF (Did not finish) due to an accident or engine problems or pit problems. Guess that is where they think the wild card system comes in handy.

Well Wednesday is finally here...LOL. Brian France has yet to have his press conference about the official change in the points. I guess he will come out later tonight with it...hopefully I can get a chance to come back on tonight in time to read about it to actually make an official news message. Though I did read through Yahoo!'s NASCAR page that they have been told by a source that the chase will now consist of the top ten drivers in points and then the two drivers with the most wins from eleventh place to twentyth will make the eleventh and twelveth spots in the chase. I've read this earlier too somewhere so I apologize if I had already posted this. This is yet to be made official since France has yet to come out with it to the public. I generally try to wait until www.nascar.com comes out with news to post it here just to make sure it is accureate or at least wait until it is made official. But I got to admit, I am getting impatient for NASCAR to start and will take any news that I can come across right now for a sign of hope that NASCAR is about to start...24 more days! (As I said, I will try to come back tonight to see if anything has been made official and let y'all know...though do have something to do tonight and tomorrow night. As soon as possible, I will let y'all know the official word. How's that? )

Well I guess I can't win 'em all...huh? At least you are starting to like AJ. If I hadn't liked NKOTB when I was younger, I probably wouldn't have given them a second thought. But I did and will be seeing them in concert for the sixth time in June. Besides, you can't go wrong with ol' AJ...him and Bo seem to have a few things in common. Both are from Georgia, both love cars, both have blond hair and blue eyes, and both are 6'4".

Hoss -I actually know that song. It is great how people have different tastes - it introduces others to different songs as well.

Well...another AJ song. I got his 34 Number One Hits yesterday so I guess his songs are the ones that are comin' to mind today..

Very nice, Hoss...once again. You are very talented and very artistic. I don't know about the correct saying or what not, but I got a laugh out of the Hogg sign...Pay now, die later. LOL :rofl:

Rust...Rusty Wallace? Dang Roger...I haven't gotten the chance to watch all the extras on the DVDs and if I have, it's been awhile...wish I could buy more time to watch the Dukes. Anyway...if Rusty Wallace isn't the answer, I am sadly stumped by your question. I should know what happens in the winter since we have a lot of snow outside my window right now...then again, you said NASCAR legend. (I'd say Richard Petty, but don't see how that would have any connection to what he has to do with old cars and salty roads...)

Another great AJ song...he wrote for his own late daddy, Gene. AJ is third on my all time favorite Country artist (Kenny Chesney and Keith Urban are numbers one and two on my list...)

I remember watching this for the first time at the ACM or CMA's or some sort of award show...if I remember right, it was November. What a sad and true song. Great way of expressing the feelings and emotions that followed 9/11.

I'd love to say Jeff Gordon, but I know I would be wrong... Cale Yarboro Well there's another NASCAR / Duke connection for you Roger. Greg Bifflle number 16 and Matt Kenseth number 17, Robby Gordon number 7 are current NASCAR drivers. Jason Leffler drives in the Nationwide Series...

Congrats to Brian and all the other Packer fans...bet y'all are excited to be off to the Super Bowl. Best of luck to them. (Packers won 21 - 14 over the Bears) Despite my Bears' loss , it was a good game; though I would have liked to see 'em win. (I guess I'll use my annual Cubs logo...next year will be our year. Now everyone has to wait to see who wins the Steelers and Jets game to see who will be playing the Packers in the Super Bowl. As for me...I have 27 more days until I will be watching Jeff Gordon vs the rest of the driving field at Daytona 500. NASCAR's Super Bowl race!