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And on the subject of W.J., I really had better
not hear a lot of, "Oh man, he's getting old;
he oughta let the kid drive exclusively. . .blah,
blah, blah." I definitely overhead some of that
at Firebird. That's gotta be the most overworked
critique in the sport, the always impending
retirement of that no-driving Warren Johnson.
Poor helpless Warren, he gets left on and loses
to a rank amateur like Jim Yates (joking, of
course) and send in the clowns. Good grief,
89 NHRA career wins, 1,104 low e.t.s and top
speeds, multiple world championships in NHRA
and IHRA, and down the crapper he goes? Whaddya
want to bet that he wins another national event
in the next three races? If I lose?! If I'm
wrong?! THEN I'LL GO OUT WITH JOE MILLIONAIRE.
Ya big babies.
TOP FUEL
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Hey Bud! That's Brandon Bernstein,
Not Kenny Erase the blackboards, pound
the erasers, graduation's come a little
early. To anyone with Top Fuel spectating
experience, Brandon Bernstein won't
be turning over the keys to dad. It's
going to be fun-fun-fun 'cause Kenny
is not taking the T-Bird away, not when
the kid banks 40K in outing number two
and rattles the chops of the current
kingpin L.D.J. in the process.
The pressure was on Brandon Bernstein
to perform, but no one expected him
to knock off Larry Dixon so early in
the year.
Except maybe his father, Kenny, whose
first words at the top end were, "You
almost blew it." He looks pretty proud
here, though.
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Don Prudhomme had to console himself
with a cigar and a Miller Lite - and
the knowledge that Larry Dixon retained
the points lead by 68 points.
The work just never ends for the RaceGirl
dragster crew, whether it is holding
an umbrella for shade in the Phoenix
heat...
... or getting a hand from a fellow
crewmember.
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