He wins an historic race in Montreal on Saturday - the first NASCAR (or at least Nationwide, ex-Busch Series) race to finish on grooved rain tires. Flies home Sunday. Catches an ugly bug on the plane.
He has to wake up stupid-early Monday because he has promised to do a photo shoot for my charity photography calendar in support of SmartRisk at Mosport that day.
His personal Ron Fellows Designer Edition Corvette (Number 001 of 399; they're all sold - sorry) is at Legendary Motor Car in Milton - ironically, about five minutes from my house - but he has to wash it first, then drag his tired, wheezing, sneezing body out to the track.
His BlackBerry is ringing off the centre console - every motorsport writer in North America wants to talk to him. He patiently answers every one of them.
The Toronto Chinese Motorsport Club has rented the track for the day - they have graciously allowed us to borrow it for half of their lunch hour for our shoot (thank you, guys). But as soon as many of the members and track marshals see that it’s Ron, requests for autographs and photos with their kids start to pour in; they are all equally graciously answered.
We find some Advil Cold and Sinus caplets. Ron is ready to film an endorsement commercial.
We end up shooting the car just past the exit for turn 5A, as the track starts its uphill climb towards Turn 6 (I have never driven a car at Mosport where Turn 6 is actually a "turn" - it's a slight bend to the right.)
Ron notes that he has never actually set foot on the track surface at Mosport - he is normally driving in a car at this point. This is also testimony to the fact that he never has to get out of a car when he's racing except in the pits - he doesn’t crash, and he doesn't break his cars.
We finish the shoot, and he heads back home, his head and sinuses somewhat clearer, to try and beat the holiday Monday traffic.
All because he said he would be there.
Who said nice guys finish last?
Thank you, Ron Fellows.