I slept in a 5 foot long, NASCAR bed tonight. Some nights we get to stay with friends, instead of in hotels. Couches. Floors. Hallways. Backyard tents. Late night fellowshipping and wine and stories and laughs and home-cooked meals with dear friends… it breaks up the solitude and loneliness and road weariness… like a re-fueling pit stop to ground me and remind me we are not alone… Thank you John and Tammy for my race car dreams.