

Fourth, second, fifth, first. OK, so Jeff can turn his momentum on and off like flipping a light switch.

Headline I wanted to see: "Car owner keeps Johnson from earning first-place prize money."

Tony had dreams of drinking a Coke in Victory Lane until that Pepsi car got in his way.

How long can you hold your breath? For Clint, it was from the time Jeff Burton blew up until the finish line.

It looked like a Dodge day afternoon until the Chevrolet stampede there at the end.

It's always a relief when you hear your driver say, "It was a good effort because we didn't wreck the car."

Finishing 20th isn't good, until you consider the alternative.

Casey did all that work to get his teammates to the front, only to get lost in the shuffle.

Greg got wrecked before he could run it out of gas.

Denny caught a piece of the Big One, a couple of the Small Ones and still brought it home in fourth.

Forget Halloween. Talladega is Kyle's own personal horror show.

Ran good. Blowed up.

After three consecutive weeks of smoking, Martin is more than ready to kick the habit.

Ryan's 190 mph driver's ed tip of the week: "I was driving around with one hand running 15th, just riding, on and off the gas."

First time Reed's had back-to-back top-10 finishes in his career.

At the end, Matt's car looked like it lost a battle with a sledgehammer.

Kasey said he couldn't find anyone to follow him at the end. Perhaps the police car with the crazy soccer moms might have helped.

Bad news: The engine let go. Good news: He got first dibs on the chocolate cake in the hauler.

With all the attention focused on Jacques Villeneuve, it was like there was no Juan around.

J.J.'s posted five lead-lap finishes in his last seven races, which bodes well for 2008.

Mark proved once again to make the wise decision, avoiding another disappointment at Talladega.

Elliott was so surprised to see Michael Waltrip's car in the field that he didn't know what hit him at first.

Jamie was just out there minding his own business and next thing he knew, he was sitting in a pile of junk.

Can you imagine the wild party in Hartford, Ohio, had Dave pulled off that victory? The mob scene at Denise's Diner would have been worth the drive.

Bobby was doing great until he got to the part of the recipe that said, "combine all ingredients and mix well."