 That pack of traffic works its way around the bottom of turn number five, and heads back northbound one more time. They are the length of the, oh, hard into the wall, Larson! Straight in, windshield deep in turn six. He overcooked turn six, went straight in. That car never turned a lick, and Kyle Larson is buried to the A-pillars, trying to back out from under that substantial tire barrier. You can hear it just lighting the car up, and it's not going anywhere.