The Chicken Bone Section 

November, 18, 2009
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After a brief hiatus, we now return you to the only place where rubber dust, carbon monoxide and Crisco combine to form a taste in one's mouth that only a true race fan can appreciate. I'm talking about the first five rows up against the catch fence, where earplugs are a necessity, but, still, no one wears them.

Yes, we're talking about the Chicken Bone Section, a catchall for everything we love as gearheads, grease monkeys and decibel addicts. So, without further ado, let us proceed into the deliciousness that is the leftovers under the dinner table of motorsports.

Taking Infield

Last month we presented you with the most American bus that ever rolled off a Motor City assembly line, modified for racing, sleeping and honoring our founding fathers -- Washington, Franklin and Earnhardt. I spotted it in the Lowe's Motor Speedway infield, parked across the main infield thoroughfare from the media lot.

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