I think women like Ferraris. A Ferrari is everybody's car.

Dog's listen, or appear to listen. I think they hear blah, blah, blah, FOOD, blah, blah, blah. They appear to be listening to you.

In the last three years of racing I've met as many women fans as men fans, and in NASCAR it's the same thing. My wife loves cars, but the difference is she doesn't have 20 years of understanding the background of them. She basically drives them and uses her gut feelings as to which is best.

I'm a creative guy, artistically with graphics.

Playing golf is like going to a strip joint. After 18 holes you are tired and most of your balls are missing.

To get a man's attention, just stand in front of the TV and don't move. He'll talk to you. I promise.

I wonder if to stare into the face of God will drive me crazy. (I wonder who would blink first.)