I'll never forget going to Martinsville, the last Ricky Rudd win there. It was around 105 degrees that day. My bud and I were scanning the pit crew channels and 95% of the drivers were crying for water. All of a sudden I hear Dick Trickle chime in and say, "Oh no guys, I'm out of cigarettes, I repeat, I'm out of cigarettes!". We had binoculars and could clearly see one of the Helig Meyers crew running down pit road with a pack of Marlboro Lights. True story.