there will Never Ever be another driver like Dale Earnhardt

Dale ain’t dead, he’s just a lap ahead

45:08 “Even though Dale Earnhardt’s death was a devastating shock for the millions of fans watching, you could at least take solace in knowing that he probably wouldn’t have wanted to go out any other way. Dale Earnhardt died doing what he loved, and his final memory was watching his own drivers speeding towards the finish line with nothing but open racetrack in front of them.” Beautiful stuff

You can’t deny that he died in the best way possible, not decrepit and barely lucid in some hospital bed at 80, unable to do anything by himself and wanting it to be over, he instead died at the peak of his life, fulfilled as he had measured up to his father and went beyond, sharing his passion with his son and friend, he must have had the biggest, shittiest grin on his face as he died, slyly holding up an entire convoy of racers that didn’t mean a thing to him, watching people that meant everything to him winning and taking his torch, what a legend.

Came in with 0 knowledge of Nascar or racing Went out with tears in my eyes

I was raised in Kannapolis. As a kid I was jokingly taught to count "1, 2, Dale, 4, 5, 6, 7, Junior, 9, 10..."

Dale Earnhardt was my dads hero. He’s a mechanic and loves cars. He never missed a race on Sunday. I remember watching the day he died. First time I ever saw my dad really cry. He hasn’t watched in 5 years at this point. Thanks for the video.

Didn't cry until 40:39 Seeing the man hug his wife and son for the last time... man.... No words

Don’t usually comment, but I actually have a somewhat personal story about Dale. My family and I live near Bristol Motor Speedway, and I believe it was during the 1998, or 99 season, my Papaw drove over to the track during qualifying, and news crews were interviewing Dale, and he was surrounded by security and NASCAR officials and such. Well my Papaw saw Dale on the other side of a fence being escorted away from the public, and being the Earnhardt fan he was, he happened to be wearing a #3 hat, and asked Dale if he could sign it for him. He said that all the NASCAR officials and security around Dale told him that he wasn’t doing autographs and he wasn’t stopping for anymore people, and Dale, being the down to earth dude he was, told my Papaw to toss the hat over the fence, and he signed it for him. He keeps it locked up in a gun safe.

60 minutes ago I knew nothing about NASCAR. Now, I'm grieving over a man I previously knew nothing about.

53:45 - It might be true in some places that people only know Dale as "some guy who died" but in the South his name still carries a quasi-religious reverence. It will be a very long time indeed before the memory of Dale Earnhardt is forgotten down here.

"... and his final memory was his own drivers speeding toward the finish line with nothing but open racetrack in front of them." I choked up so bad

This man died and still finished 12th. That's how good he was.

Dale with a restrictor plate was like Senna in the rain, they hate it, but still dominate.

Dale was a good guy. As much as he's know for his "Intimidator" persona, he was really the FIRST guy to support Tim Richmond when NASCAR was trying to keep him off the track. Dale respected talent and he gave credit where it was due. His races always had a 'what's next' quality to them. Him and Rusty Wallace used to make for some great drama. Rusty really was kind of a SHORT track king and Dale was master of the BIG tracks.

"Dale Earnhardt was Nascar's Iron-Man." "... and his final memory was his own drivers speeding toward the finish line with nothing but open racetrack in front of them." "He finally caught up with his fathers ghost." Goddammit Emp, I came here to laugh like a gullible consoomer, not to cry like a widowed spouse. You did racing proud. You've done NASCAR proud. And most of all, you've done Dale Proud. Thank You Emp, Ya did it for Dale.

“Is it worth the risk?” “Yeah, to win.” -Dale Earnhardt

Dale Earnhardt might embody to US what Ayrton Senna did for Brazil

My grandmother was a HUGE nascar fan and Dale was her favorite driver. She used to talk about how chill of a guy he was and how he would step away from security to talk to his fans personally

I was stone cold until he said, "his final memory was watching his own drivers speeding towards the finish line with nothing but open racetrack in front of them." I teared up.

I went in knowing nothing and came out wanting to know everything. Thank you for caring Emp... it really shows man.