He grew up in the NASCAR racing pits. He watched his daddy, Lee Petty, drive in the very first NASCAR sponsored race. He liked the heat from the engines, the smell from the exhaust, the feel of the wheel. In time, he became the best, winner of over 200 races, seven national championships, seven Daytona 500s. King Richard himself. His biography reads much the way Petty drives--all-out. It's full of Southern tales, days of sweaty victories, nights of drinking and fun. It's a high-speed, emotional ride, a rarity among biographies for its frankness, mind-clearing therapy, good-natured fun and rebel-boy rousings. Petty gives this book everything, clears the track air and tells the reader what he really feels about the sport, the cars, the drivers, the business itself. It is as real a bio as you are ever likely to come across. He makes it painfully clear that despite his creeping age, the dangers, the injuries, the wrecked cars and dead friends, he will continue to run with the world's fastest drivers. Petty admits to having never lost his cool, or the ability to mount an angry 3,700-pound tiger and go all out. He is the last of a rare, dying breed, and this very special and candid book gives the deepest and best look as to why.