Now i'm not going to go on a tirade about Nascar, but let's face it, wives must be relieved everyday when their husbands come home with trophys and grease all over them, and some scratches. But they are probably more relieved at their husbands funeral, because she's got to be nervous wondering if daddy's coming home or taking his al-queda rocket ship into a wall at 180 mph. I wonder what the statistics are on legal and illegal drug usage with wives of Nascar drivers. It's a tough job but I wouldn't want it..I hate driving to 7-11.
