My public notification of gratitude to Greg Miller

By | August 22, 2009

This is my 100th blog post on the Daily Derbi. Not 12 hours ago I figured I would fill it full of random thoughts and a video of a dancing Panda. But instead, I wrote this:

For once I cannot convey my feelings and thoughts into words. I am at a lack for explaining the generosity that I was a recipient of today. Today at the Larry H Miller Speedway I met Greg Miller, son of Larry H. Miller, owner of the Utah Jazz, Miller Motor Park, and probably your house. But I didn’t know it was him. In fact, even after telling me his name, I didn’t put the pieces together until he was about 100 ft away in his Ford GT he had just let me drive.

Yes, that’s true. After playing the role of “gawking idiot” at the sight of a rare, beautiful automobile, Greg (we were on a first name basis) not only let me sit in the front seat for a photoshoot- he gave me the opportunity to live my dream and drive a supercar.Inside a Ford GT

For five minutes I raced the GT around a vacant west parking lot, redlining the car several times and experiencing the feeling of real acceleration, quick braking, and fat tires. It was, for lack of any other description complete and utter nirvana. It was only at the end, after stupidly asking what his job was at the speedway, did he tell me that he was Greg Miller, CEO and owner of the facility.

The most recognized name in Utah let me drive his supercar while riding shotgun.

This experience was unbelievable. He didn’t have to let me look at his GT. He didn’t have to let me sit in his GT. And he most certainly owed me nothing that would warrant me driving his GT.

But he let me.

So Greg, as unlikely as it is that you read this, I would like to publicly thank you for giving me the single most enjoyable and memorable experience of my life. For not only letting me drive a rare piece of automotive history worth more than my parent’s house but for being a genuinely nice fellow. For being friendly and outgoing to a complete 23-year-old stranger. And for not letting differing social statuses get between two car lovers.

So in the most sincere tone I can achieve through electronic writing, thank you.

Chad Waite, The Daily Derbi

P.S. If you do read this and wanna talk cars, hit me up! My email is

P.P.S. Worth a try, right?


cathy cann on August 22, 2009 at 4:09 pm.

Wow Chad, 100 blog-posts!
Congrats! Greg Miller has always seemed like a “regular guy” as was his dad, as I understand. That was a very nice thing for him to do!

Cork on August 24, 2009 at 4:29 pm.

“the single most enjoyable and memorable experience of my life.”

Really? Driving a car around?

That’s. Really. Depressing.

ChefW on September 3, 2009 at 5:11 am.

Clarkson’s GT ran out of gas about every, what, nine miles? Did that one? ;)

Really, though, what a gorgeous vehicle, and what an awesome experience that must have been. I’m honestly very jealous. I took piano lessons for several years with Greg’s daughter, who lived very near where I grew up. I’m glad he was so generous!

Chad on September 3, 2009 at 5:44 am.

Haha, I wish I could have driven it 9 miles to find out! But it really was a great experience…except my 92 Ford Escort doesn’t feel quite the same now.

Matthew Davis on February 8, 2012 at 9:49 pm.

Ha ha, at this point I don’t think Chad had been married yet and he clearly has no children.  The single most enjoyable and memorable experience of his life?  NOT hard to believe.

Chad Waite on February 8, 2012 at 9:57 pm.

Haha, that couldn’t be more accurate. Not married, no children, and a supercar. It was pretty epic. 

It’s also funny to look back on a super old post like this and see how things have evolved.

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