Daniels seems proud of his car, despite the flack he's getting from his buddies for having an FTD sticker on the back. When he fires up the engine, it's louder than the wrath of God, Khan and at least two middle-period Deep Purple albums all rolled into one. As the engine roars and flames shoot from the headers that point skyward, Daniels waxes poetic. It's a beautiful sight at night when the flames leap out. At least it is to me.
Demolition derby has an odd, apocalyptic beauty to it.
When the cars roar at night, the track looks like something out of a Mad Max movie. Daniels hopes that his car and his experience will bring him a good showing in the derby. But I get the feeling he'll have a good time no matter how it comes out. He stresses that he's just in it to have fun, but this year he's also driving to honor an old friend and personal hero, Alan Hammond, who recently passed away. In the Hamilton County Demolition Derby, Daniels will be driving 2, taking his friend's old number.