NASCAR is funny. You can clip an oil line and finish 10th -- hello, Jimmie Johnson -- or make the wrong call and get hammered. Don't underestimate it, because the arithmetic of March adds up.
There's nothing normal about restrictor-plate racing at Talladega, Kyle Busch correctly dubbing it "another form of Motorsports." The key? Find a buddy and take your shot.
Lost in the hubbub surrounding Trevor Bayne's coming-out party at Daytona and Jeff Gordon's resurgence at Phoenix is one feel-good story we can't ignore: Remember Bobby Labonte?
We've got The Flying Pastrana! The Dazzling Danica! And the Three-Headed Monster that is Kyle, Carl and Brad! Get your tickets now for the Nationwide Circus, the greatest show on asphalt!
Juan Pablo Montoya is doing what he has to do to make the Chase. Heading into some tracks that are favorable to his style, he may start doing even more than that.
Critics theorize that Jeff Gordon hasn't won a points race in 16 months because he doesn't like a loose race car. To which the four-time champ counters: If you're going sideways, you ain't going forward.