I hauled a few gallons of water out to the Jeep, topped it off, and limped it into the pits. One of the best parts about racing is pitting. For most of the race you’re out there banging around in the race car trying to listen for weird noises and stay on track and not run into anything and keep ahead of the other guys. When you pull into the pits you have all these people there who are rooting for you and doing everything they can to get you back on course fast. Checking problems, feeding you a sandwich, making sure you have everything you need. I imagine this is what a king feels like every day. It’s pretty awesome and we had the best pit team ever.