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Sir Daniel
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PostPosted: Thursday, 01 March 2012, 22:17 PM    Post subject: Racing With Legends Reply with quote





R A C I N G
W I T H
L E G E N D S
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January 25 1965

Kicking up the dust, down the road he flies
He pushes the old Ford faster than most guys
Through the back-roads, past the abandoned mine
He stops for no one when he is hauling shine

His name is spoken quietly up here in the hills
He drives because he does, not for thrills
One evening, in the back rooms of a bar
He got the attention of an old man with a car

It took a couple of weeks before they met face to face
A deal was made, they would enter the next race
It was at Spartenburg, Nascar's fifth race in
This kid would show the Nascar boys how to win

He showed up on race day, he met the other guys
He qualified second, just missing the prize
Ned Jarrett got the pole, Junior Johnson third
Driving the loudest race car that the kid had ever heard

They waved the green flag, raced off into turn one
The kid stayed on Jarrett's bumper, he almost spun
Junior Johnson beside him, they touched in two
He held his line into three, somehow they made it though

But he lost traction in four, Junior got ahead
There was a battle for the lead between Junior and Ned
The kids car wasn't handling, he said a curse word
When out of no where, he lost third

A car went by, David Pearson the name
Lap three, lap four.. more of the same
He needed to pit, get this car off the track
In less than 10 laps he had wound up mid pack

But he didn't have a radio, no way to tell the crew
And it was still under green, what should he do?
That is when it happened, before he could comprehend
He blew a front tire and started rolling over end to end

He ended up on his wheels but the car would race no more
He unbuckled his seat-belt, his body felt sore
He climbed out of the car, the crowd went wild
He waved back to them, but he never once smiled

When he got to pit road, the old man patted him on the back
Said "We will get them in a couple of weeks at another race track"
But the kid didn't reply, he was ready to go home
He was not used to losing, he wanted to be left alone




April 03 1965

They met again, after a month had passed by
"I bought a new race car, lets give it another try
North Wilksburough's coming up, it's in the stars
What do you say kid? let's make that trophy ours
!"

The kid agreed, he wanted to be a Nascar star
But still he was worried about the car
"Don't worry", the old man said, "In spite of what you read
You don't race with your foot, you race with your head
"

Race day came around, Fred Lorenzen got the pole
Richard Petty qualified second, he was back in control
Hutcherson and Pearson were the next two in line
The kid qualified eighth, the old man said "That's fine"

The flag flew and Lorenzen led the first lap
But a minute later Petty had closed in the gap
For the next 12 circuits, that is how they did ride
Till Hutcherson got on Petty's inside

They touched, they slid, they spun out in four
The kid just barely missed hitting Petty in the door
The crowd went crazy, more action they craved
For the next 8 laps, the yellow caution flag waved

"Race with your head" was the old mans advice
The car had wanted to spin itself out twice
But when he slowed down and evened out his line
He found grip in the track and everything was fine

The kid remembered the advice again and again
Now half-way through the event, he was still in the top 10
Junior Johnson took the lead when the 28's engine died
Curtis Turner was second, with Yarborough on his inside

The kid made another pit stop when the caution flag flew
He lined up behind Pearson on lap 322
He tried to go to the inside, but the car didn't stay
In a matter of moments his handling went away

He started to spin, he turned the wheel to the right
Then back to the left, to the crowds delight
They were in the grandstands, yelling his name
It was in that very moment that the kid became

A future legend of Nascars storied past
Known for thinking smart while driving fast
He never won a championship, but he taught many who did
He owes it all to an old man who once called him "kid"..









2012
by db

Authors Note:

I've lived near Daytona Speedway almost 20 years now and as you can imagine, the races are a big event in my town. Many of the local poets have "Nascar Poems" they read around town for the events and I've always been critical that they don't understand the history of the sport.. They will write about a driver who raced (and died) in the 60's passing a driver who started racing 10 years later.. come-on people, use the internet, do research!! Because I know next month a couple of these guys will be doing a program on their Nascar poems (one has a book) I wanted to write a poem that I can do during the "open microphone" part of their program that not only mentions names, but talks about spinning, wrecking, handling, and most importantly, brings back drivers from an era that few fans today know anything about. While I'm not 100 percent historical in this (I did create a driver that didn't exist in real life) I'm still proud of the result.
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PostPosted: Friday, 02 March 2012, 5:51 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

WOW, Daniel!

What a thrilling story/poem. I was right there with every turn of the wheel. Magnificently write, amazing to read. You just keep getting better and better. Your talent outshines the stars!!!!


~ Jan


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PostPosted: Friday, 02 March 2012, 7:10 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

Great job Daniel. Good luck with it!

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PostPosted: Friday, 02 March 2012, 8:08 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

Good job Danial hope you with this

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PostPosted: Friday, 02 March 2012, 10:03 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thank you everyone.. it's an honor that someone is willing to take the time to read a long poem and I really want you to know how much it means to me.

~ Daniel
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PostPosted: Friday, 02 March 2012, 10:48 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

Absolutely fun to read!!! I was right there with ya! I'm in N.C. and of course watch every NASCAR race. We have too. Laughing

This is one piece of literary genius I'll not soon forget!

Peace - Cindy

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PostPosted: Thursday, 15 March 2012, 11:25 AM    Post subject: Reply with quote

I do love a good story poem...and this one was fantastic!
I'm not a big race fan myself (no hissing and booing folks!) but my Momma sure was! We teased her mercilessly about her favorite driver (Jeff Gordon) and she fought back like a tiger defending him. If nothing else, this write brought back precious memories of my Momma. She passed away this past July. It's good to remember the good times, though the pain is still fresh. Thanks for posting this one, Daniel. You did good.

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