MPM2Nite: When Busch Comes to Shove
My initial thoughts Friday were that Kyle Busch’s punishment should have involved being lowered by fishing hooks through his scrotum into a vat of battery acid.
My initial thoughts Friday were that Kyle Busch’s punishment should have involved being lowered by fishing hooks through his scrotum into a vat of battery acid.
If you were watching Sunday’s race as its own unique event, it was a long, tedious afternoon.
All of us have that half-formed memory of the first car we recall from our youth. Mine is Mom’s Rocket Car.
Motorized mechanical mayhem at Martinsville. Easily the best race of the year.
I’ve seen better races and worse races than Talladega on Sunday, but I simply can’t recall a single race that pissed more fans off.
Well NASCAR’s plans to break up the tandem racing with a larger restrictor plate and lower pressure cooling systems didn’t work too well, did it?
Sometimes the magic was real and for three hours, 44 minutes and 20 seconds on Nov. 15, 1992, it took our collective breath away.
Thank God for the SAFER barriers and the HANS device. Jimmie Johnson’s wreck looked horribly similar to a certain last-lap wreck in the 2001 Daytona 500.
Little has been made of some potentially troubling developments that took place at Kansas long after most people had drifted off for an autumn’s afternoon nap.
Jimmie Johnson easily aced Kasey Kahne on the green-white-checkered restart to score the win.
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