It's been 2 yrs since I met the Willis's boys. I can still remember the day when I first met them, just like it was yesterday. At first I was so intrigued by them and there oddities but now I have just grown to love them. It's been 2 yr.'s and I still do not no the Willis boys fully.
I notice it is cloudy and kind of cool and dreary this morning as I step out of the truck when we arrive at the race track. Nothing like a nasty day for the first race back after two weeks off, "Man, O, Man?", Am I glad I am not racing", I mutter bitterly to myself as I stretch. As I am coming around the side of the truck I see the most unique site. A mom and a boy, about 10 yrs old, short and chubby talking to my dad. I look down and there is a golden retriever that is huge and I mean huge. Probably 200 pounds or more, but she is carrying her own leash, walking herself. I walk up to my dad, woman and child. They introduce themselves as Mamma Willis and Mikie. They tell me their dogs name is Molly and as they do so she lets out a distinct bark. Immediately after, Mikie proceeds to give me a great big bear hug, totally catching me off guard. As they walk away my dad grins from ear to ear and says you have only just begun to meet the Willis's. .
I stand for a minute pondering what my dad means but get bored thinking about it. I decide to walk around the pit area. As I am walking by a trailer I hear a distinct bark and realize it's Molly. I bend down to pet her noticing, she is still carrying around that leash. Next thing I know I am being bombarded with a huge hug, its Mikie. I look over to him after he backs away and ask him what's up and I see a very handsome, slim guy with him. Mikie introduces him as James, his brother. James turns to talk to me and I hear a voice that sounds as if he is from California. I hear so many "dudes" or "sweet man" in our conversation that I start to laugh. He and Mikie laugh uncontrollably when I tell James he sounds like he is from California.
