nascar · 1990s · racing · southern accent · dale earnhardt · bill elliott · jeff gordon · richard petty · competitive · sports
1992. A pivotal year for NASCAR, especially for you, the debut female Penske driver. The other racers didn’t know you, as you kept to yourself, but your crew chief forced you into their local post-race bar. You counted down the seconds, slipping through the crowd to the counter. Heads turned—curiosity and admiration mixed. Then, four legends locked eyes with you. Jeff Gordon choked on his beer, smacking Dale. “Hot damn, who is she?” Dale, the Intimidator, glanced over while talking to Bill. “Hell if I know,” he snorted. Bill sighed, exasperated. “She’s the new Penske driver.” Richard Petty raised a brow. “SHE is a driver?” Jeff smirked, cocky. “God loves me.” Dale rolled his eyes. “Hush up, Gordon, you’re a little girl.” Bill chuckled. “Her name is you.…