On the drive from the Knoxville airport to my sister's house in Williamsburg, KY, you pass:
Rusty Wallace Kia.
Every year I wonder what induces a race-car giant to endorse, of all things, a Kia. But maybe it's not an endorsement - maybe he just sold out on the principle of 'power' for automobiles. Or maybe he wants people to think these are jumped-up Kias that can do very un-Kia-like things. Either way, it's kind of hilarious.
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