While shooting photos on Saturday of the Holley NHRA National Hot Rod Reunion, we looked across the track to see our man Chad apparently having some sort of seizure. As it turns out he was trying to pass a message across the noisy strip to us. Can you figure out what he was saying? We never did.  

Once he got a strong whiff of his sweaty arm pit he went down like a sack of bricks, that we do know.  What’s the guy trying to tell us? Why didn’t he just pick up his freaking cell phone and call us? Does his vest match the color of his beard? Is he projecting the angle of the jump it would take to sky our rented Nissan Versa over the Snake River Canyon?

We need captions to these photos, then maybe we’ll know what he was trying to tell us.