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| THIS DRIVER MAY NOT HAVE BEEN ALIVE WHEN THIS HAPPENED |
I don't know the exact year (or years), but it was in the 1990s when I met my nemesis in Daytona.I wanted to turn right into the main entrance. One guy pointed out the parking sticker on my vehicle, but the other guy very obviously shook his head "no." I had to drive around the huge track looking for a kindlier entrance. Eventually, I found it.
Another time, I was walking toward the Benny Kahn Media Room in the infield, and the same guy was waiting to stop me. I was still a good distance from the media room because there was a path down that way. Since he wouldn't let me in there, I had to hike down the road a bit, turn in to the Winston Cup garage and walk through the garage to the media room.
A third day, I drove to pressbox parking, but they wouldn't let me in. I had to park about a quarter-mile away in paddock parking and hoof it back to the pressbox. I told the track PR guy about it. It didn't bother me that I had to walk that distance; it bothered me that a friend who struggled to walk had to do it. I had watched him.
I don't know if my old nemesis was behind the paddock incident, but it's possible.
Otherwise, I have wonderful memories of Daytona and other Cup tracks.
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