With little Kylie's win I am simply tired of it all!

Every racer is 5'7" tall and behold the image they are 6 FOOT-FOUR!

Now that Jarret is done, they all fit the mold. Or, should I say MOLD?, as in the nasty stuff that cancer's an area.

All of these helmet toter's have this ego that they are soooo big and mean. Sure, they are all mean and big when in a 2-TON car, but when the race stops, they start Ballin'!

"He hit my bumpa"!, "He made me slide", He didn't let me pass him"!! WhhhhhhhYYY!!!

It's all the same old crapola. These BOYS are groomed, waxed, spit-shined, and rolled out like a brand new roll of toilet paper. If there is a  leak, someone runs up and wipes the appropriate HOLE!      

I miss the Racers that RACED! These cookie-cutter-cardboard-cutouts are a bunch of ####'s!!

Tony Stewart??  Kotex-Head!  Fat, Short, and ready to fight ANYONE, now that Dale Sr is dead. That FatButt never got out if Dale Sr spun him.

That's it. I'm done. God Love You that miss the old rides.

The rest of ya?, Go shove a tampon where your mind is.