I was working security along the fence when there was a crash at the entrance to turn one. It was more of a mist of hot oil. It didn’t burn bad or anything. About like a bacon grease spatter.
Jeff Burton ended up against the wall right at my feet and I could see right down in the car as he was trying to find a gear to take off.
“About like a bacon grease spatter.”
If I had a bacon grease spatter, it would HURT. You must have tough skin. Glad it wasn’t bad for you.