

How bizarre: Somewhere in North Carolina, Richard Brickhouse watched Jimmie's win on Sunday and had a weird feeling he'd seen this somewhere before.

At least Carl can take some satisfaction in the fact that he had the second-best car for this year's Brickyard 17.5.

It was easy to spot the Junior fans Sunday. They were the ones wearing green T-shirts covered in tire dust, unlike the other fans covered in tire dust.

When NASCAR officials first saw Kyle's tire carrier on the ground, they weren't sure if he had been hit by Dale Earnhardt Jr. or had collapsed from sheer exhaustion.

Funny, but as a four-time winner, Jeff never remembered the Brickyard ever being this much of a grind.

Never one to mince words, Greg's opinion of Sunday's race: "That wasn't good."

Who knew the front splitter of the No. 11 could also function as a handy beverage dispenser?

I've watched Jeff drive for years, and that's the first time I've seen him flip a bird during the race.

Well, I guess blowing all the body work off the right rear quarter panel is one way to make the transition from stock cars to open wheel.

Too bad Tony didn't get Radio Shack to sponsor him for 2009. He could have bought all those USAC officials new headsets at a volume discount.

Kasey had exhaust header problems but it was hard to tell if it made a difference, because no one else ever got going fast enough to pass him.

When his spotter yelled, "Miller time," Kevin mistakenly thought it was a little early in the day for last call.

AAA recommends rotating your tires for more even wear patterns, but every 25 miles seems a little out of the ordinary.

For someone who could have done his master's thesis on the characteristics of tire wear, Sunday's race struck a unfamiliar cord with Ryan.

If they had handed out invitations to next year's Pit Road Challenge based on Sunday's work on pit road, Elliott's bunch should get a first-round bye.