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Dale's Last Lap
A fine Daytona afternoon, the season just begun My boys were running one and two and I was having fun. I probably could have won the thing but something held me back I was busy watching Dale, Jr. and Mike, and holding off the pack. I was looking toward the front and not really the rear Something taped me on my bumper but still I had no fear. I thought it might be Sterling. I knew he was near by. I'll tell you when Sterling smells the checkered flag he ain't shy. I slipped a bit... I turned the wheel... I sensed something very odd. It wasn't Sterling's tap I felt... It was the tap of God. "Not now", I said, "I'm racing hard and there's still work here to do." "Your time is up." He whispered, "So say a quick adieu." I wasn't really ready, but I didn't have a choice. He tapped me on the bumper and I heard His hallowed voice. Though I did as he instructed, I just packed it in and left, I guess it just can't be helped that I left many of you bereaved. Did you see those birds upon the wall as they scattered in the breeze? Will it make it easier to know that one of them was me? There was also Davey, Dad and neil, oh, and some other guys I've known. And they all came to Daytona just to escort me home. Congratulations Mikey, you made a worthy run. I wish you many, many more. Your wins have just begun. All that fun you had in Victory Lane, I was as proud as I could be. Did you see that seagull flying low? Yeah Mikey, that was me. Friends, fans and family don't morn me for too long. Get on with your lives and take care of things. Be brave, proud and strong. I'll surely miss you everyone, about that I won't lie. But as long as you remember me, I didn't really die.