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.

The whole cap came off.. must've been a recap.

If my wheel comes off and I hit the fence real hard, I get to whack every damn one of you with a hammer.

That's life. You've got to deal with it, good and bad. We'll be all right. I mean, if we make the chase, we make it. If we don't, we don't.

You would not believe how loose this car is for two laps after the green. Then, just like that, it's back to how it was before. But, those first few laps, damn, it's loose! JUNIOR NO LIKEY!

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

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.