'VICTORY AT THE 500'
He soared through the track, as if gliding on an eagle's wing. As the black beauty reached its vertical limit, it raced pass and excelled forward in unparallel speeds. With the striped finish only a short distance away, the Monte Carlo stretched its arm and grabbed the checkered flag, claiming victory over its Ford and Dodge counterparts. The taste of the first win remained fresh in the blood and mind until the next time those four rubber wheels gripped the sculching hot and tarred road. --Me

I created this page to tribute not only a legend, but an idol of mine. Since I was a young child, growing up, I use to spend every Sunday afternoon sprawled out in front of the television, rooting on the Monte Carlo #3 with my father. As the years went by, my father and I gained a mutual respect and love for the sport that in turn, served as a strong bond between us. In playing sports and helping pick lucky lotto numbers, I wore the number 3 proudly and my father always played that number to see if he could win lucky off of it (he did win small a few times). But of all the memories I have of Nascar and Dale Sr., two stick out in my mind the most. One of which was captured as his most terrific moment in his career---winning the Daytona 500, and the other was his death. Both times I was filled with disbelief. When he won the 500, I was on my way home from a birthday party and heard it on the radio. I screamed with excitement and my smile lasted for days. And when he met his unfortunate end, I watched his brilliantly vibrant Goodwrench Chevy rip into the wall. I immediately knew something was wrong when I noticed that his wheels kept thrusting forward, even after the wreck was done. And the next day when I returned home to see the headline, "We've Lost Earnhardt", I cried to myself and watched as my dad went through his first real touch of sorrow. He cried as well and as a result, I know now that he was more than a legend, but an idol not only to me, but my father as well. We still both root for the #3, but through his son's #8 and replacement #29. He'll always be the best, in our eyes anyway. We miss you Dale!