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NASCAR and Harlequin: a union that makes hearts and engines race

The partnership, drawing on the hordes of female race car fans, weaves tales of love and lug nuts.

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He was fast, as fast as she had ever seen, but he was dangerous. Already adored by millions – most in beat-up baseball caps, good ole boys watching him race his product-decaled frame of steel – he seemed mysterious and aloof to her, a man from a world on the other side of the grandstand.

She was sweet and sentimental, but adored by millions, too. Her words enthralled housewives and hormone-addled teens, bringing rapturous stories to the lovelorn, the lonely, and those with a left-seat longing.

It's a tale of love and lug nuts, a story of revved-up engines and crossed-laced corsets (OK, maybe Daisy Dukes and cotton tanks), and it's been almost a year and a half since NASCAR and the book publisher Harlequin hooked up to create a wheel-spinning series of romance novels. In the past decade, as NASCAR's popularity has grown throughout the country, it's found that 30 million of its estimated 75 million fans are women, and so it's been looking for new – and novel – ways to market the sport to those who often ride shotgun.

So when Harlequin wooed, NASCAR fell. The burgeoning sport, now the second-most watched behind football, sealed the romance with a licensing agreement. Their first year together produced three bouncing and successful novels, so they planned 16 more for 2007.

"Of course NASCAR and Harlequin should be together," says Stacy Holden, a Massachusetts native and professor of Middle Eastern history at Purdue University in Indiana. "It's just perfect. I have four of them spread out on my bed right now. And I can give you – if you want to know the top 12 divers in the Nextel Cup point standings – I can give you everything. And Tony Stewart is my driver – he has a New York attitude."

Ms. Holden admits her love for romance novels has been a guilty pleasure among the hundreds of academic tomes she must peruse each year, and that she's the only PhD she knows who openly cheers for NASCAR. For her, it's the drama of the incongruous match, the fun of seeing the lofty fall for the lowly, and even the chance to see Fabio in a fire suit, that proves so irresistible.

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