Same guy went to Martinsville with us several times. He'd stay over and sleep on the couch the night before so we could get an early start. The bottom 7 rows on the backstretch were all unreserved seats, so we usually left around 7am to get a good spot. I had to go to the Dew Drop Inn in Appomattox and retrieve him a few times on Saturday night so he could go, and not make us late. He liked to drink...anyway, he came over one Saturday night before the race. I had already packed my cooler, had some beer, a few diet Mountain Dews for my wife, ice, and I made 2 or 3 tuna salad sammiches and had them right on top. The race started at 1pm I think, and we got there several hours early to get the best unreserved seats, and to avoid traffic of course. After sitting a while I thought i'd get me a sammich...opened the cooler...can't find any. Hmmmm...I put them right on top...wtf?...dig through the ice...beer...sodas...no tuna sammiches. Well, I must have imagined making those tuna sammiches and putting them in the cooler. Had to go get some of the famous Martinsville hot dogs. He didn't say anything at first, but he finally said "I ate your sandwiches" I said "why did you eat my sammiches?" he said "well,I got hungry last night,so I ate them" I said "no problem, but if you'd told me I could have made more". I was a little pissed off at the time, but we got a lot of laughs about it later. I kinda lost contact with him after a few years, he got married, had several children. I heard he passed away a few years ago.