Rickie and Marilyn drove us from the speedway up to Gainesville so we could look at a Rhino. We loved it and bought it. (We sold my "vintage" mustang that Rick had fixed up.)
On the way home, Rick had a spell and lost consciousness for a minute . Scared the heck out of us. He had to go to the ER in Denton by ambulance. I can't say enough about all the people who came to our aid at the station we had pulled into. They offered pillows, water, words of encouragement and most importantly---prayers! After a 4-5 hour ordeal, he was released. (Vertigo and dehydration). We were so grateful for my entire family and those "passerbyers!"
The rest of the race weekend was fairly "normal." Good times with family and friends!