Being back with his racing team was great. Case had missed all of the guys. From his crew chief to his tire changers, from the owner of his team, Russ Clifton, to the guy who made sure his hat was shaped right after every race, he loved every single one of them like brothers.
His crew chief, Brad Knox, was tall and lanky, which had been detrimental to him as a driver. He’d given that up years ago and found his home on top of a pit box. “Nice to see you, man,” Case said, shaking his hand. “How’s it going?”
“Great. It’s nice to have you back. We’re just about ready to start testing the new cars.”
They were standing in the garage at Clifton Racing in Charlotte, North Carolina, just a few miles from the house Case had built three years ago after his winning streaks started to add up. He’d h
