y first trip to the Daytona 500 produced the best finish to a race that I’ve ever witnessed live: Kevin Harvick’s duel to the stripe in 2007 with Mark Martin seemed to last forever, as thousands of race fans in the seats in front of me took to their collective feet and whooped them home. Harvick won by 0.02 seconds, the second-closest finish in the Great American Race’s history. Out of the corner of my eye, Clint Bowyer hove into my view inverted, as a huge wreck kicked off behind the leaders,
