Ran Into Jesse James !

OK, so I got to chip in. Here's how bent my mind works at all the wrong times. I've met alot of people in my life. I used to bounce at a club, met the rockers. I've been in this hobby professionally all my life. I've been lucky enough to meet some of my heros. But, I hate it when my tongue doesn't realize what my brain is trying to do.
I had the pleasure to meet John Force off track and out of the lights. (Probably the context problem that got me.) He came down to the shop while I was bent over the fender of a '57 Nomad. Not showing my best side I only casually glanced at the shadow watching me work. He said Hi, I said Howdy, He said "I'm John Force."
I said, "I thought you were taller."

Rev.

(In my defense, he does look ten feet tall on TV.)