I was trying on clothes at Kmart. When I came out and rounded the corner, I almost ran into Mark Martin. I said "Oh, I'm sorry" and started to run past him. He smiled and said, "It's Ok." Then I realized who it was. I must of started to turn red. Here I am holding pajamas, almost running over one of the greatest race car drivers there is, and trying to just blend into the background. I am sure he doesn't remember me, but I sure do remember him!