I don't mind at all being approached when I'm 10 or more feet away from the car. If I'm anywhere away from the car, I'm fine. That's completely expected. But when I'm next to the car or within 10 feet of it, I'm thinking about that or working in that direction. And that's just something I'd rather be able to work on than be interrupted, really, by anybody.

I felt like the track came to us, but then it went beyond us.

Getting up in front and talking to the people who build my cars is the worst. I get so damn nervous.

Being a broadcaster, man, you just sort of paint from a blank canvas, in a way.

Tried on daddy's 1979 rookie firesuit a while back. Smelled every bit of 36 years old.

I'm just trying not to get run over. That's number one. Number two is you gotta catch the guy in front of ya.

The winner ain't the one with the fastest car. It's the one who refuses to lose.