The
Duppster – that’s hubby, Karl Duppstadt – is a speed demon: he was clocked at just
over 153 mph on a recent Saturday!
No, he was
not in a train. He was driving a car.
Luckily,
though, he was driving Tony Stewart’s #14 NASCAR racecar. Also luckily, he was on the Charlotte Motor
Speedway when he was clocked at that speed.
Dupp is a
NASCAR fan, and “fan,” of course, is short for “fanatic.” The word fits him just fine.
His
all-time favorite driver was Dale Earnhardt; now he generally pulls for Dale
Earnhardt Jr., Mark Martin, Carl Edwards or Tony Stewart. Dupp didn’t get to choose which car he drove
but he was happy in Stewart’s #14.
A key word
in that last sentence is “in.” As race
fans know, drivers get in to and out of cars through the respective driver’s
side window, and those windows aren’t very big.
Dupp is 6’2” and about 280 pounds.
He also had to wear a helmet, which, by itself, looked almost as big as
the window opening.
How Dupp
made it in through that window is something I’ll never know. Sure, I was watching but still don’t know how
all of him got through the window and into the seat. Getting out proved to be more difficult than
getting in, but he made it. I’m surprised he didn’t throw something out of
joint, and I don’t mean something that’s part of the car. Maybe my hubby is also somewhat of a
contortionist.
Even though
153 mph is pretty doggoned fast, it wasn’t the top speed of the day. Dupp rode in a different car alongside one of
the professional drivers. They exceeded
170 mph during those laps.
Off the
racetrack, Dupp is not a speed freak. In
fact, sometimes it seems to me that he is slow as molasses, especially when
we’re in a hurry to get somewhere. Go
figure!
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