I finally decided to watch Michael McDowell's tremendous NASCAR Sprint Cup crash from Texas. I didn't believe the hype (I was sure it was spectacular, but a crash is a crash) and therefore didn't feel the need to immediately watch it. Yawn.
Was I wrong.
Sitting at work, watching the clip, I let out a groan which drew looks from some coworkers. That crash looked like something out of "Talledega Nights" and not reality. I mean, how many barrell rolls can a car make before you start laughing out of disbelief??
And yet, he walked away. Amazing.
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