| Dale Earnhardt dies in wreck |
| Sad Sad time with the Earnhardt family, fans, and NASCAR. |
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| Were going to miss ya Dale |
| Only 49!!! |
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| At least he got one win at Daytona 500 |
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| A thrill was in the air that day As the number 3 flashed past Shouts and cheers rose on the wind As his car sped by so fast The race had been so thrilling The finish line up just ahead The thought did not ocurr to us We'd see tragedy instead The final lap came all too soon For a hero we held dear Little did we know that day That the end for him was near Our hearts are filled with sadness Our hero had to leave To race across the Heavens now While we are left to grieve The gates of Heaven opened His final trophy gleaming bright He slowly gunned his engine As he drove into the light Dale Earnhardt April 29, 1951---February 18, 2001 |
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| The most bestest thing Dale would want to do is ''Race his dad in a race, he said his dad would beat him. |
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| Any comments just e-mail me at [email protected] |
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| Here's Dale's Wrangler car |
| ''The Final Lap'' |
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| ''My Hero'' |
| The greatest man i never met, has run his final race The pain I feel is showing, in the tears upon my face With the love of a father, and that of a friend He protected Mike and Junior, right to the end In that special, unselfish move, for all the world to see He showed why we love that Black #3 We have lost the heart of racing, it will never be the same But he was far more than just a racing name His skill in driving was beyond compare But it was the man himself that made me care Those steel blue eyes, that sly dawg grin The way he cared, all part of him The loving husband, the faithful friend The proud father, memories that will never end He lived for Sundays, the race to win To beat the odds, was life to him To hear those engines roar to life Was second only to God and his Wife Strapped into the number 3, after Teresa's kiss Calm, relaxed, ready to race.Nothing was amiss As he made that final turn, in that number 3 I wonder if it was more than air, the Man In Black could see Did he see his daddy, and Neil Bonnett standing there And all of Heaven Angels, when all we saw was air I think that God was standing there to meet the elder E The one that he's been waiting for to drive Heaven's #3 I do not know how long this ache, will tear apart my heart It may never happen, it may never start No one can replace him, in our hearts or on the track Rest in peace my hero, I'll always love the Man In Black |
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| Good-by Dale, Rest In Peace |
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| A fine Daytona afternoon, the season just begun My boys were running one and two, and I was having fun I probably could of won the thing, but something held me back I was busy watching Dale and Mike-and holding off the pack I was busy looking toward the front and not really to the rear, Something tapped me on my bumper, but still I felt no fear I thought it might be Sterling-I knew he was nearby, When Sterling smells the checkerd flag, I'll tell you, he ain't shy I slipped a bit, I turned the wheel, I sensed something very odd It wasn't Sterling's tap I felt, It was the tap of god ''Not now'', I said. ''I'm racing hard.There's work still here to do.'' ''Your time is up'' He whispered low, So say a quick adieu'' I wasn't ready, but I didn't have a choice He'd tapped me on the bumper and I'd heard his hallowed voice So I did as he instructed, I just packed it in and left I guess it can't be helped that I left some of you breft Did you see those birds upon the wall as they scattered in the breeze? Will it make it easier to know that they were really me? There were also Davey, Dad, and Neil and some other guys I've known And they all came to Daytona just to escort me on home Hey-congratulations, Mike!!! You made a worthy run I wish you many, many more. Your wins have just begun. All that fun you had in Victory Lane, I was proud as proud can be Did you see a seagull flying low? Yeah, Mikey, that was me So friends, and fans and family, don't mourn me for too long Get on with life-Take care of things-Be brave and proud and strong I'll surely miss you every one. About that I will not lie. But as long as you remember me-I didn't really die. |
| ''Dale Earnhardt'' |
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| Here's a good suggestion from David Gross: Why not have the Black Goodwrench #3 as the ''Official'' Pace Car for the rest of the season? It would still be seen each week, and leading the pack. |
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