|JEFF GORDON MANY YEARS|
AFTER THIS STORY.
On Friday, I walked into the media center, and a dark-haired young man walked out of the men's room. He was looking around furtively and had his collar up on his dark leather jacket. He was trying not to be noticed.
We looked right at each other, and I smiled and nodded. He nodded back and half-smiled; he knew I wasn't going to give him away.
Who was it? Jeff Gordon, of course.
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