The race was over halfway to finishing by the time Whiskey tried anything dirty. Case was ready for it. He’d done his best to stay away from the old man the entire race, but eventually, there was no avoiding it.
He was at the beginning of a line of cars with Charlie behind him and a few other Chevy drivers back behind them, trying to get back to the front of the line after a caution had caught them in a bad position after a pit stop. Yellow flags could be good because they meant a break from racing when drivers could come into the pit box for new tires and gas. In this case, the timing hadn't worked out, though, and Case and some of the others ended up at the back of all the cars when the green flag flew for everyone to start racing again. They were making up lots of ground by drafting to
