I remember being TDY down at Charleston AFB and I went to the track during on of our off days with a couple of buddies. This was probably late 90's. We got there and the place was deserted...we just walked in and out onto the track...not a soul around to say yes, no whatever. For whatever reason that possessed us, me and one of my friend lied down across the start finish line. Our other friend who was not a NASCAR fan at all just shook his head and called us idiots. Maybe, probably, perhaps...no definitely we were/are to this day I guess. In any event watching this race brought back that memory that I has filed away. I haven't been as rabid a fan as I was back during that time frame and even less so when #3 left us.
I think I still have a bag of "marbles" packed away some where