From Facebook,
from Mel Kemper and
from Keith Miller
I copied this and it is so true.

THE LIFE THAT MANY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND

(except for most of my racing family 😉)
I own 2 race cars because of a personal life choice.
One day when I am very old and when I can not drive competitively
anymore, it will be in my garage as a trophy of my memories.
I have met people who taught me something and have the same spirit.
I meet people now who get wisdom from me.
I get wet,
I get cold,
I have been hot,
I was afraid,
I fell & I stood up,
I even hurt myself,
I laughed out loud with the wind.
I spoke a thousand times with myself and still do.
I sang and shouted with joy like a madman, & yes ... sometimes I cried.
I have seen wonderful places because of racing
I have made moves on track that even my friends would be proud of; other
times I made corners full of terror.
I stopped the rig in route to an event many times to see a landscape.
I spoke with perfect strangers.
I’ve spoke to God.
I go out with frustrations inside and return home with a feeling of
absolute peace in my heart.
I sometimes think how dangerous it is, knowing that the meaning of
courage is to advance even feeling fear.
Every time I go out to my car I think about how wonderful it is.
I’ve learned through gestures to communicate with other drivers.
I spend money that I do not have, I gave up many things, but it's all
worth it...
My car is not a means of transportation but is a piece of steel,
aluminum and fiberglass with wheels that I am blessed with, it's part of
who I am.
I love my friends and the joy of great people & race cars!
... May the angels guard my travels, for they know the road ahead of me...

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