Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 25, 2015 15:41:27 GMT
Home Sweet Home Baby!
Billy’s all white El Camino which has been fitted with a 30 over 396 big block with the Holley EFI set up on it rumbles up in front of his race shop. Billy hasn’t been here in four weeks now and nothing has been done on his COPO Camaro drag car the whole time and the last time we saw it, it was all torn apart after he wrecked it. His shop has a remote garage door opener and Billy presses the button on the opener and up goes the door. Billy rumbles into the shop and parks in front of the hauler and next to his old rusted out 85 Chevy C10 and his 2014 Mack Pinnacle Series sleeper truck to haul his drag car around. Billy climbs out of his ride after just landing in Knoxville after taking the red eye back from Japan. He still has the briefcase in hand and he slowly staggers over to where he has this sitting area set up in the far corner of the shop which is old seats out of a van and a couple of old drag slicks and a window from something as the table top. Billy sets the briefcase down on the glass and pops it open. Inside is a file folder with Billy’s new contract with the UWL.
Through his blood shot eyes Billy closes the briefcase and places the file folder on top of it. Billy flips the folder open and inside of it is his contract. Billy holds it up and checks out the big UWL letterhead that Jay is rocking on his paper work.
A smile crosses over Billy’s face as he sets his contract down and slowly closes his eyes and drifts off into dream land………
The Next Morning....
Roughly an hour north of Knoxville on a small dairy farm in a old hay barn out back of the milk house, smoke is trickling out of an old stove pipe through the roof. Inside is NASCAR Billy and he has his still up and running and the Shine is running. He has several mason jars lined up ready to fill and a couple that have been filled already. Billy switches out a jar of shine from under the worm box and Billy screws on a lid on the jar and stands up and gives the jar a shake and looks at the bubbles.
"OH yeah…...dat right there. hmmm can’t wait. Dis shit right here. Oh it’s gunna be da best tastes Shine you have ever put yer lips on.”
Billy shakes the jar again to see how the bubbles lay.
"You knows after da the other night I just had to get back on a plane and get back to da US of A as fast as I could. Japan was a blast being in. The people were friendly and all but you know they don’t really have good fried chicken and they don’t have any Shine that can hold a candle to dis! My Shine! After climbin’ dat ladder. After pile drivin’ Steve into da floor. I needed something to raise up and celebrate. I need me some Redneck Remedy! I earned dis.”
Billy unscrews the lid of his freshly brewed Shine and takes a big old gulp of his shine. After taking a healthy swig of his latest offering he wipes his mouth and growing beard with his shirt sleeve.
"Oh yeah. Man! whooo! That’ll light ya up.”
Nice and strong just how Billy like it.
"Da final show in Japan and against all odds. I did it. I pulled it off! I did what no one thought was possible. I defeated the giant! I took down da monster. I won and Steve lost and dat means he’s gone. I rid da UWL of dis cheatin’, lyin’, no good son of gun! He was a dark cloud that hung over da UWL and did nuttin’ but cause trouble. He was a headache and I.”
Billy puffs out his chest.
"NASCAR Billy gave em a swift kick in da butt and sent him packin’! Dat is a feelin’ dat I don’t know if I will ever feel again. It felt like nuttin when I won da Tag titles da first time, or da second time. Der was just something about taking a scumbag like Steve and givin’ him da old heave ho dat…..just……”
BIlly searches for the words and as he does he takes another swig of his shine.
"Made me feel so alive. Da rest of the show I was sittin’ in da back with da guys and watchin’ da action on TV and I couldn’t help but notice how many dirtbags, how many cheaters we have in dat locker room. I can look in da mirror and know dat I won fair and square.”
Billy screws the lid back on his jar and sets it down on this table with other jars that he has filled.
"Ima not sure if Josh Eagles can do da same. Ima not sure if Chris Nichols can do da same. I think it’s time fer change in da UWL. Time fer everyone to start playin’ nice. Start playin’ honest!”
Billy crosses his arms and gives a slight nod.
"And Ima dat guy who will bring change to da UWL.”
