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Sad news.
My dad was a huge Big Al fan. He was by dad's favorite driver. One year my brother was able to get us pit passes for the race at Phoenix. We were in the pits walking around just taking in all of the sites. In the distance there were these two guys that were walking towards us. As they got closer, it became obvious that our paths were going to cross, and someone was going to have to change there path. My dad was rubber necking the entire pits and did not see the two guys coming at us. At the last moment, one of the other guys realized my dad was not paying attention and changed his path not to hit my dad. After the two guys passed, my brother and I looked at each other and said how great it was that we were able to get that close to both Big Al and Little Al. My dad looked at us and asked where they were at. It was then that we had to explain to our dad that not only did he miss seeing his favorite driver, but he almost walked directly into him.
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