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Me? I’d be skulkin’, peekin’ at X posts, diggin’ for dirt. We swears! Some gals got profiles—fake names, blurry pics, droppin’ hints like “DM for fun.” Saw one call herself “Golden Fang”—ha! Straight outta the flick, that boat smugglin’ dope and dames. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Doc’d stumble into that mess, all stoned and confused. “Where’s Shasta at?” he’d mumble, while I’m over here, mad as hell—half these posts are scams! Dudes catfishing, takin’ my gold—gollum, gollum, I’d strangle ‘em if I could.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Rockingham (us)! D’oh! I’ve been around here for years, ya know? This town is wicked real—so many little quirks, real heart, like that movie “Tropical Malady” says: "lost in a deep river of love," or somethin’ like that. Seriously, it's a mix of mellow vibes and crazy fun!

A nightclub magnate and an NC town kept Rockingham’s NASCAR dreams alive — and still do