In case you were wondering, yes, I am a redneck. A Nascar-loving, Jeff Gordon-hating, Talladega-bound redneck. And oh, how I love it. My Dad got tickets to the Aaron's 499 and we loaded up Forrest and my nephew Damian and headed out. Supposed to rain, you say? Thunderstorms during the race, you say? Doesn't scare us. (BTW, poured at home, not a drop at the track.) My Lord, how the fans do love them some Dale, Jr. Except for one Matt Kenseth fan one row behind us, I think everyone else in our section was a Junior fan. Unfortunately, we you are rooting for the Bobby Labonte #43 car, you spend your day wondering when he will get caught up in a wreck. But it was a great day, Junior was near the front most of the day so everyone else was happy. Kids had fun, so I guess that is all that really matters. But next time, I want to work the race again so I can be in the pits, close to the action.