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There seems to be some misunderstanding that we unprofessional word butchers are out to unseat the literati from their journalistic seats at the media center buffet table. As most of you know we’re not about that. No friends, we’re concerned with far more important things than trying to accurately report the news.

We're about things like getting Graham Rahal to grow a mustache.

...here’s a great shot of me with the #06 car as it waited for tech. The shirt was the Son of ‘Stache shirt, and the crew members got a kick out of it. More importantly, however, was that Graham saw the shirt and briefly talked to me. Contact with the ‘Stachean Nightmare was an essential step towards getting the stache grown. I saw him initially in a minivan, and later saw him driving on a cart from the drivers meeting with a lady and Justin Wilson. Justin particularly liked the shirt. Contact has been made. The ’stache will come with time.

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What does it say about a guy like Will when he takes time away from his busy schedule at NASA to travel all the way to Nashville for a shot at convincing the Son of ‘Stache to grow hair on his upper lip? It says this cat is centered, that’s what.