Daytona practices. More of the same boring stuff as yesterday. Different race, different cars, but so much the same. Kev flew down today and it was nice to be able to talk to him face to face. No needing to rely on the cameras and discreet reports from Linda or Amanda on how Daddy Harvick was holding up.
Johnny’s not doing that well. They’re even more concerned about his eyes. It’s not right. He should be able to grow without having to deal with something else.
Clint has the papers…. Damn lot faster than I expected. Still somehow expected Kev to back out on the whole thing because till a few years ago I couldn’t have said I was the right one for taking care of babies much less another driver’s babies. I am sure about it. Down to every single piece of me. I ain’t letting those sweet kits grow up in a household that don’t care about them. So that was our break between practices.
Had a nice little run in with Bowyer before Kev got there for the signing. Didn’t expect it, but I so should’ve. He’s Kev’s best friend. Shoulda known it’d be coming from him. Hope I didn’t rough/scare/? him up too bad. It’s the AMP. Not used to all the caffeine. I’m not real sure how Clint feels about me caring, but…I got someone covering my back now. That’s gotta be good right? Maybe.
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Never figured the iPhone would come in handy so soon. Got one for Kev to check in on the kits with but wow, I won the Shootout! Kev was there commentating and it’s just so damn surreal. First race out of the box even if it ain’t points paying is something. I got pictures too! Gotta start those photo albums for the kits young.