POV: Humphrey Jr
After that mistake I was done with practice only making one complete lap, so now it was time to qualify to make it to the 500, there is 47 drivers wanting to make it to the 500 but only 43 drivers will be able to make and if your fast enough you'll be able to make the 500 I was 10th to go because I was the 33rd fastest car and the mais last you are the mais you'll go first which is not what you want. I made my run and I topped the bored at number 1 but as the faster drivers went out over taking me and started to knock me down and now so far I went from 1st to 20th in a couple of minutes. So far two drivers has been sent início which meant they weren't fast enough for the 500 and I'm getting close to 43rd right now I'm 37th and there is still drivers getting there times in, and now I'm 43rd and the last driver which who was the fastest was the driver of Bill Elliot and he drives a Dodge red #9 after he made his run I was knocked out from making the race just por 0.020 of a second. When I got the news that I was knocked out I helped my crew get my car in the haulier, and they hauled car towards the seguinte race which was Phoenix, but I stayed at Daytona because my father made it to the race so I stayed and watched.
POV: Tony Stewart
When I heard my bud Jr got knocked out from making the 500, I was shocked because he's the son of a legend and I thought he was as fast as him but of course he didn't do good in practice which would make since of him not making it but still.
POV: Humphrey JR
At the 500 there was what looked like over 100 thousand fãs that came to Daytona "wow" I said, as the 500 is about to start I went to my dad's motor início and change from my racing suit to a plain white shirt, pants, and Nike shoes then I walked back out a headed towards my dad's pit box to do what I've been doing before I was signed, and that was watching and learning.
[End of Part 4]
After that mistake I was done with practice only making one complete lap, so now it was time to qualify to make it to the 500, there is 47 drivers wanting to make it to the 500 but only 43 drivers will be able to make and if your fast enough you'll be able to make the 500 I was 10th to go because I was the 33rd fastest car and the mais last you are the mais you'll go first which is not what you want. I made my run and I topped the bored at number 1 but as the faster drivers went out over taking me and started to knock me down and now so far I went from 1st to 20th in a couple of minutes. So far two drivers has been sent início which meant they weren't fast enough for the 500 and I'm getting close to 43rd right now I'm 37th and there is still drivers getting there times in, and now I'm 43rd and the last driver which who was the fastest was the driver of Bill Elliot and he drives a Dodge red #9 after he made his run I was knocked out from making the race just por 0.020 of a second. When I got the news that I was knocked out I helped my crew get my car in the haulier, and they hauled car towards the seguinte race which was Phoenix, but I stayed at Daytona because my father made it to the race so I stayed and watched.
POV: Tony Stewart
When I heard my bud Jr got knocked out from making the 500, I was shocked because he's the son of a legend and I thought he was as fast as him but of course he didn't do good in practice which would make since of him not making it but still.
POV: Humphrey JR
At the 500 there was what looked like over 100 thousand fãs that came to Daytona "wow" I said, as the 500 is about to start I went to my dad's motor início and change from my racing suit to a plain white shirt, pants, and Nike shoes then I walked back out a headed towards my dad's pit box to do what I've been doing before I was signed, and that was watching and learning.
[End of Part 4]
To Wish Upon A Star
A poem por Silver_Alpha
Oh, to gaze up in the sky,
Looking at the lights near and far.
But to be here sitting seguinte to you,
Is like wishing upon a star.
As the moon shines down on us,
The night suddenly becomes bright.
It is like dia again,
But to be here with you feels so right.
You giggle and laugh with a snort,
A little smirk of some sort,
Then you look into my eye
and tears come, making you cry.
As I hold you in my arms, I never want to let go,
You feel safe, at home.
You calm down until sleep takes in,
It took you without one to know.
Oh, to gaze up in the sky,
Looking at the lights near and far.
But to be here sitting seguinte to you,
Is like wishing upon a star.
A poem por Silver_Alpha
Oh, to gaze up in the sky,
Looking at the lights near and far.
But to be here sitting seguinte to you,
Is like wishing upon a star.
As the moon shines down on us,
The night suddenly becomes bright.
It is like dia again,
But to be here with you feels so right.
You giggle and laugh with a snort,
A little smirk of some sort,
Then you look into my eye
and tears come, making you cry.
As I hold you in my arms, I never want to let go,
You feel safe, at home.
You calm down until sleep takes in,
It took you without one to know.
Oh, to gaze up in the sky,
Looking at the lights near and far.
But to be here sitting seguinte to you,
Is like wishing upon a star.