I am dating a woman who wears NASCAR cologne.
Good thing I saw that in her bathroom only after I'd decided I like her. Yes, I am so shallow that seeing "Daytona 500" in the medicine cabinet early on might've sent me packing.
I mean seriously, is it made outta synthetic Dale Earnhart Jr. pheromones or something? Yuck. I didn't even realize until I Googled this image that the cap looks like a tire. Classy.