If the dirt came from Wal-Mart you can be sure it came across the Pacific in a boat from Ch!na.

When I was up Waynesfield I was finished getting the lineups in the pits during hotlaps when I was hit with a boulder in the base of the neck. It felt like it was the size of a baseball as it jarred me pretty good. I never been hit by something that big before. A couple seconds later someone I knew came up and started talking to me as if nothing happened. He didn't see it so I figure maybe it wasn't as big as I thought.