A number of wierd coincidences (of the type that I've experienced all my life) involving the number 7 came up last weekend. First off, it was my 7TH Reno that I've been to and on Sat evening I told Tiger I was giving him good Mojo to win on Sunday as it was my 7th trip up there. He was pretty chuckled to hear that and said "I like that". We hung out on the field till around 945 and ended up hitching a ride with an airline pilot.. it was 7 of us all stuffed into this small dodge wagon (with me in the trunk portion...yikes!) The 7 somehow ended up including Tiger and Sherman, and on the way there we overheard Tiger talking on the phone with LD about some last minute minor issues that had cropped up. It was totally cool to walk back to the car and ask Tiger some questions. On the way to the race sunday, it was again 7 people in my group riding up to Stead in the car (not the same 7 from the night before.) After the win, I realized it was Tiger's 7th win. Then I went to speak with Karen Hinton and she told me SteveO was the 7th pilot to fly Strega and Strega was SteveO's 7th Mustang he's flown. Sheesus folks you just can't make this stuff up. Not making a big deal of it...and I'm not going to call Art Bell, but still, it's pretty cool anyway.
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