Well, when you have a spotter telling you someone five seconds away is challenging you with two corners to go and you have some ****bag playing diddlywinks on the mother****ing racing line, oh yeah and you're so tight on fuel that any loss of momentum might be the end, and oh yeah, YOU COULD WIN THE INDY 500 AS A ROOKIE.
I'm sorry, there's little he could have done when Kimball completely balked him.