make promises about how much attention I can give you. When I need to be in contact with my pit crew or concentrate on the track, you wonât hear me spelling out my race thoughts.â
âNo problem,â Uncle Mike said. âSafety has to come first. If youâll also let us record your conversations with the crew, there should be parts we can use in the documentary.â
He grinned. âLike you yelling at the pit crew. Or the pit crew yelling at you.â
She didnât grin back. âYou remember our contract says I get to approve the final cut?Nothing gets on television unless it has my say-so.â
âI remember,â Uncle Mike said. He tried again to get a smile from her. âYou think I want Pit Bull Woman mad at me?â
She didnât laugh at his little joke. âThis is my career weâre talking about. For you, it may be just another piece of work to add to your credits. But this is extremely important to me. It has to be just right. If not, I might lose my sponsorship. That could mean millions of dollars.â
She stood. âAnd thatâs what weâre up against. Iâve had a long streak without a win. If you do a good job, and if I manage some good finishes while youâre filming, I can keep driving. Itâs that simple.â
âTrust me,â Uncle Mike said. âThis is more than just another piece of work.â
Yeah, I thought, it is more than just another piece of work. If we get it done on time, Uncle Mike gets a million dollars. If we donât, it could cost him a millionâ or more.
As for me, if we finished on time, my work might get aired on prime-time television. My name might show up on film credits for the first time. I couldnât think of anything I wanted more than that.
chapter seven
The next day, I was down at the track as Sandy Peterson got ready to take her bright red Chevy for a qualifying run.
I was early. And alone. Uncle Mikeâafter turning purple and nearly popping from angerâwas now trying to track down equipment to rent. Our missing stuff had not arrived yet.
The worst part was that it looked like we would miss the chance to film Sandyâs qualifying run, which wouldnât help our schedule.
Racing teams at this level have about thirty races a year, traveling the country from as far north as Michigan, all the way south to Florida, from Arizona to New Hampshire. It makes for a regular weekly schedule. Teams arrive at the racetrack on a Tuesday or Wednesday. The pit crews use the early part of the week to tweak the cars. The drivers use the time to get to know the track and try out the changes that the pit crews make.
Thursday and Friday are qualifying days. Only forty teams will make the cut and be allowed to race. The drivers who post lap times in the top forty then drive in Sundayâs race. But qualifying means more than that. The fastest qualifiers get post positions near the front. That is important because itâs a lot harder to win a race when you have to bang your way through traffic at 180 miles per hour just to find space near the front.
Saturday gave the pit crews a chance to tweak their cars some more, make repairs, even replace entire engines if necessary.Sunday, of course, is race day. Mondayâs another travel day, and the cycle starts all over the next week.
We needed footage of a couple of different qualifying runs. I knew that by missing the chance to film Sandy Peterson today, we would have to wait a full week before weâd have another opportunity.
If I were filming Uncle Mikeâs growing desperation, I would work with a close-up shot of sand trickling out of someoneâs fist, like time slipping away.
Because thatâs what it felt like.
âYouâre with the film crew?â
This question was shouted into my ear above the howl of a car shooting past me. I turned.
The guy asking the question was about my height. But he looked a lot older. Blond,