thebeautieguy

NASCAR. One of the least likely acronyms to make the “I-hear-this-all-the-time-in-blogs” list. However, when delved into holds one of the best analogies known to [this] man.

Tooele County Utah, home to miners, daily commuters, the retired and Miller MotorSports Park. With a world class facility and the longest track in North America, how do you get residents of Salt Lake to make the half hour commute to sit there and watch others cars commute at hazardous speeds? (dont worry, you dont have to answer this question)

Most racing fans can be described as “speed junkies”,but eclipsing by an enormous number are fans because of their drivers. Chosen as their drivers, not because of personal relation, nor because they bought them, and not necessarily because they are sponsored by a product they will use till they die. Their drivers are chosen because of their stories. The fans feel as though a driver could be their best friend, or they would love for someone as respectful as they are to marry their children. The fans relate to the feelings of disappointment when they come within reach of victory or feelings of elation when the underdog takes the title.

I am in no way suggesting that I would ever have a fan (other than my mother). I would go so far as to assume, as risky as it may be, that everyone can relate to one aspect or another of my story. Its not the fame, the flashy car, the multimillion dollar allowance, or the incredible talent. It’s the story.

In order to tell you my story I am going to have to break it up into different posts otherwise it could be considered the worlds greatest sleeping aide. But if you keep up, I can guarantee youll see something of you in me.