…O'er the land of the free And the home of the brave. Look out, look out, those jets are flying pretty low…whew, that was close. Watch out for the Met Life blimp! …gentlemen, start your engines. Okay, here we go. Outta the pits and onto the track behind the pace car. Why do they call it the pace car, anyway? The only pace it keeps is so slow the cars behind it swerve back and forth to pretend they want to pass it. I wonder if I can buy a beer from the #2 car and some M&Ms from the #18? They're going slow enough, I could just run along side them… uh-oh, that guy's waving a green flag and the cars are speeding up. I'll have to wait 'till they pit. Why do they call it the pits? Does it suck to work down there? Does it smell like armpit sweat? They could probably use some Old Spice. They sure run around a lot down there. I'll bet they could use a Budweiser right about now. Oh, geez, a crash. I didn't kn...