2016 Daytona - Coke Zero 400 - Pre Race Thread

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Note: All times are ET

THURSDAY, JUNE 30:

-- 2-2:55 p.m.: NASCAR XFINITY Series first practice, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 3-3:55 p.m.: NASCAR Sprint Cup Series first practice, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 4-4:55 p.m.: NASCAR XFINITY Series final practice, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 5-5:55 p.m.: NASCAR Sprint Cup Series final practice, NBCSN (Follow live)

GARAGECAM (Watch live)
-- 1:30 p.m.: NASCAR XFINITY Series
-- 2:30 p.m.: NASCAR Sprint Cup Series
PRESS CONFERENCES (Watch live)
-- 12:15 p.m.: Joe Gibbs Racing
-- 2:15 p.m.: Dale Earnhardt Jr.
-- 4:20 p.m.: Denny Hamlin
 
Absolutely love restrictor plate racing. I know some hate it but ******** is it exciting. Kinda like our local 1/3 mile dirt track, tons of wrecks and close racing into turns
 
I haven't been following the updates. Why are they still trying to dry the tracks? I've never really followed practice. Do they actually try to get practice in at a later time? Wasn't the last practice suppose to be over at 6pm Eastern time?
 
Brent said:
I haven't been following the updates. Why are they still trying to dry the tracks? I've never really followed practice. Do they actually try to get practice in at a later time? Wasn't the last practice suppose to be over at 6pm Eastern time?
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I think they are drying it for 2nd practice
 
I hope we get some cars on track for more than 10 minutes tomorrow.
 
FRIDAY, JULY 1:

-- 9:45-10:30 a.m.: NASCAR Sprint Cup Series final practice, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 2:10 p.m.: NASCAR XFINITY Series Coors Light Pole Qualifying, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 4:10 p.m.: NASCAR Sprint Cup Series Coors Light Pole Qualifying, NBCSN (Follow live)
-- 7:30 p.m.: NASCAR XFINITY Series Subway Firecracker 250 Powered by Coca-Cola (100 laps, 250 miles), NBCSN (Follow live)

PRESS CONFERENCES (Watch live)
-- 12:45 p.m.: Bobby Labonte
-- 1:35 p.m.: Aric Almirola
-- 5:15 p.m. (approx.): Post-NASCAR Sprint Cup qualifying
-- 9:45 p.m. (approx.): Post-NASCAR XFINITY Series race
 
29-4 said:
When the heck did Junior speak this profundity? It seems a bit...out of character....
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It was something that he wrote over 15 years ago about his dad.


Through the eyes of a son
By Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Associated Press
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EDITOR'S NOTE: This column, written by Dale Earnhardt Jr., originally appeared on NASCAR.com on Oct. 18, 2000.

I know a man whose hands are so callused that gloves aren't necessary. Once, while cutting down a tree, he cut the back of his hand to the bone with a chainsaw. He didn't even stop to look until the job was done.
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I've seen him get thrown from a tractor. The tractor, as large as a small home, was flipped by the trunk of a stubborn oak tree. His first thought was not fear, but how quickly he could get the tractor back on its tracks to complete the task. He has suffered broken bones and never had one complaint. Not to anyone, not even to himself.

This man could lead the world's finest army. He has wisdom that knows no bounds. No fire could burn his character, no stone could break it. He maintains a private existence. One that shelters his most coveted thoughts from the world.

His upbringing was no controlled creation. His hardworking family was like many from that era. He gained his knowledge in hard dirt and secondhand tools, from his toys as a child to the trucks he drove in his 20s. From that natural upbringing, he has an incredible sense of good and bad. He sees it before it sees him, in people, in anything imaginable. Where did he learn this? How does he know so many things?

I've seen this man create many things. With no blueprints, he has carved and produced wonders upon wonders. His resume shows he has created major companies. He has hammered out deal upon deal -- always being as fair as God would have it. He has taken land with thick shrub and deep valleys and molded them into a frontier fit for heaven. He has built homes that kings couldn't fathom.

Solving problems is as easy as breathing for him. They are thrown his way like the morning paper. People surround him daily, wanting solutions. He hands them out with pride and passion. Each solution is a battle won. He calculates his every action, demanding the same from everyone else. He is honest in letting you know your end of the bargain.

His friendship is the greatest gift you could ever obtain. Out of all his attributes, it is the most impressive. He trusts only a few with this gift. If you ever break that trust -- it is over. He accepts few apologies. Many have crossed him and they leave with only regret for their actions. In every result, he stands as an example of what hard work and dedication will achieve. Even his enemies know this.

I have had the pleasure of joining him on the battlefield. I have experienced his intimidating wrath. That may sound strong, but I know what I am talking about. He roams like a lion, king of his jungle. His jungle is his and his alone. Every step he takes has purpose. Every walk has reason.

He praises God, loves his family, enjoys his friends.

I wonder what his future holds. He has so much to be proud of. To this point, he's only barely satisfied. His eyes see much more than my imagination could produce. He is Dale Earnhardt. Dad, the world's finest army awaits.

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dpkimmel2001 said:
It was something that he wrote over 15 years ago about his dad.


Through the eyes of a son
By Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Associated Press
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EDITOR'S NOTE: This column, written by Dale Earnhardt Jr., originally appeared on NASCAR.com on Oct. 18, 2000.

I know a man whose hands are so callused that gloves aren't necessary. Once, while cutting down a tree, he cut the back of his hand to the bone with a chainsaw. He didn't even stop to look until the job was done.
​
I've seen him get thrown from a tractor. The tractor, as large as a small home, was flipped by the trunk of a stubborn oak tree. His first thought was not fear, but how quickly he could get the tractor back on its tracks to complete the task. He has suffered broken bones and never had one complaint. Not to anyone, not even to himself.

This man could lead the world's finest army. He has wisdom that knows no bounds. No fire could burn his character, no stone could break it. He maintains a private existence. One that shelters his most coveted thoughts from the world.

His upbringing was no controlled creation. His hardworking family was like many from that era. He gained his knowledge in hard dirt and secondhand tools, from his toys as a child to the trucks he drove in his 20s. From that natural upbringing, he has an incredible sense of good and bad. He sees it before it sees him, in people, in anything imaginable. Where did he learn this? How does he know so many things?

I've seen this man create many things. With no blueprints, he has carved and produced wonders upon wonders. His resume shows he has created major companies. He has hammered out deal upon deal -- always being as fair as God would have it. He has taken land with thick shrub and deep valleys and molded them into a frontier fit for heaven. He has built homes that kings couldn't fathom.

Solving problems is as easy as breathing for him. They are thrown his way like the morning paper. People surround him daily, wanting solutions. He hands them out with pride and passion. Each solution is a battle won. He calculates his every action, demanding the same from everyone else. He is honest in letting you know your end of the bargain.

His friendship is the greatest gift you could ever obtain. Out of all his attributes, it is the most impressive. He trusts only a few with this gift. If you ever break that trust -- it is over. He accepts few apologies. Many have crossed him and they leave with only regret for their actions. In every result, he stands as an example of what hard work and dedication will achieve. Even his enemies know this.

I have had the pleasure of joining him on the battlefield. I have experienced his intimidating wrath. That may sound strong, but I know what I am talking about. He roams like a lion, king of his jungle. His jungle is his and his alone. Every step he takes has purpose. Every walk has reason.

He praises God, loves his family, enjoys his friends.

I wonder what his future holds. He has so much to be proud of. To this point, he's only barely satisfied. His eyes see much more than my imagination could produce. He is Dale Earnhardt. Dad, the world's finest army awaits.

http://espn.go.com/classic/s/2001/0222/1102704.html
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The sky looks terribly threatening in Pat's image. Can't help being impressed by the size of the crowd in the stands on the left under those conditions.

Thanks for contributing, Pat.
 
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dpkimmel2001 said:
It was something that he wrote over 15 years ago about his dad.


Through the eyes of a son
By Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Associated Press
pixel.gif

EDITOR'S NOTE: This column, written by Dale Earnhardt Jr., originally appeared on NASCAR.com on Oct. 18, 2000.

I know a man whose hands are so callused that gloves aren't necessary. Once, while cutting down a tree, he cut the back of his hand to the bone with a chainsaw. He didn't even stop to look until the job was done.
​
I've seen him get thrown from a tractor. The tractor, as large as a small home, was flipped by the trunk of a stubborn oak tree. His first thought was not fear, but how quickly he could get the tractor back on its tracks to complete the task. He has suffered broken bones and never had one complaint. Not to anyone, not even to himself.

This man could lead the world's finest army. He has wisdom that knows no bounds. No fire could burn his character, no stone could break it. He maintains a private existence. One that shelters his most coveted thoughts from the world.

His upbringing was no controlled creation. His hardworking family was like many from that era. He gained his knowledge in hard dirt and secondhand tools, from his toys as a child to the trucks he drove in his 20s. From that natural upbringing, he has an incredible sense of good and bad. He sees it before it sees him, in people, in anything imaginable. Where did he learn this? How does he know so many things?

I've seen this man create many things. With no blueprints, he has carved and produced wonders upon wonders. His resume shows he has created major companies. He has hammered out deal upon deal -- always being as fair as God would have it. He has taken land with thick shrub and deep valleys and molded them into a frontier fit for heaven. He has built homes that kings couldn't fathom.

Solving problems is as easy as breathing for him. They are thrown his way like the morning paper. People surround him daily, wanting solutions. He hands them out with pride and passion. Each solution is a battle won. He calculates his every action, demanding the same from everyone else. He is honest in letting you know your end of the bargain.

His friendship is the greatest gift you could ever obtain. Out of all his attributes, it is the most impressive. He trusts only a few with this gift. If you ever break that trust -- it is over. He accepts few apologies. Many have crossed him and they leave with only regret for their actions. In every result, he stands as an example of what hard work and dedication will achieve. Even his enemies know this.

I have had the pleasure of joining him on the battlefield. I have experienced his intimidating wrath. That may sound strong, but I know what I am talking about. He roams like a lion, king of his jungle. His jungle is his and his alone. Every step he takes has purpose. Every walk has reason.

He praises God, loves his family, enjoys his friends.

I wonder what his future holds. He has so much to be proud of. To this point, he's only barely satisfied. His eyes see much more than my imagination could produce. He is Dale Earnhardt. Dad, the world's finest army awaits.

http://espn.go.com/classic/s/2001/0222/1102704.html
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Wow. Thanks.
 
dpkimmel2001 said:
It was something that he wrote over 15 years ago about his dad.


Through the eyes of a son
By Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Associated Press
pixel.gif

EDITOR'S NOTE: This column, written by Dale Earnhardt Jr., originally appeared on NASCAR.com on Oct. 18, 2000.

I know a man whose hands are so callused that gloves aren't necessary. Once, while cutting down a tree, he cut the back of his hand to the bone with a chainsaw. He didn't even stop to look until the job was done.
​
I've seen him get thrown from a tractor. The tractor, as large as a small home, was flipped by the trunk of a stubborn oak tree. His first thought was not fear, but how quickly he could get the tractor back on its tracks to complete the task. He has suffered broken bones and never had one complaint. Not to anyone, not even to himself.

This man could lead the world's finest army. He has wisdom that knows no bounds. No fire could burn his character, no stone could break it. He maintains a private existence. One that shelters his most coveted thoughts from the world.

His upbringing was no controlled creation. His hardworking family was like many from that era. He gained his knowledge in hard dirt and secondhand tools, from his toys as a child to the trucks he drove in his 20s. From that natural upbringing, he has an incredible sense of good and bad. He sees it before it sees him, in people, in anything imaginable. Where did he learn this? How does he know so many things?

I've seen this man create many things. With no blueprints, he has carved and produced wonders upon wonders. His resume shows he has created major companies. He has hammered out deal upon deal -- always being as fair as God would have it. He has taken land with thick shrub and deep valleys and molded them into a frontier fit for heaven. He has built homes that kings couldn't fathom.

Solving problems is as easy as breathing for him. They are thrown his way like the morning paper. People surround him daily, wanting solutions. He hands them out with pride and passion. Each solution is a battle won. He calculates his every action, demanding the same from everyone else. He is honest in letting you know your end of the bargain.

His friendship is the greatest gift you could ever obtain. Out of all his attributes, it is the most impressive. He trusts only a few with this gift. If you ever break that trust -- it is over. He accepts few apologies. Many have crossed him and they leave with only regret for their actions. In every result, he stands as an example of what hard work and dedication will achieve. Even his enemies know this.

I have had the pleasure of joining him on the battlefield. I have experienced his intimidating wrath. That may sound strong, but I know what I am talking about. He roams like a lion, king of his jungle. His jungle is his and his alone. Every step he takes has purpose. Every walk has reason.

He praises God, loves his family, enjoys his friends.

I wonder what his future holds. He has so much to be proud of. To this point, he's only barely satisfied. His eyes see much more than my imagination could produce. He is Dale Earnhardt. Dad, the world's finest army awaits.

http://espn.go.com/classic/s/2001/0222/1102704.html
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That's an incredible piece of writing
 
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