by Rose Marie
My husband is an avid NASCAR fan. His world revolves around the Daytona 500. He never dreamed that he would be able to go to a race, and well I never really thought it would happen either. The Daytona 500 always falls around Valentines, and one year it was the day before. So I got brave and started researching prices and options. I got lucky and was able to rent a camper and found tickets that were not that expensive. The weekend before I just told him we were leaving on Wednesday to go away for the weekend. What a shock he got when we pulled into Daytona. What a bigger shock when he opened the card, while looking at the track with our tickets for the race. He has never forgotten it, and well neither have I. I have also never been able to top it.
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