By Staff Writer Andy DeLay For the first time in a long time, NASCAR felt alive again at Charlotte. Not manufactured alive. Not TV-camera-angle alive. Not “let’s hide the empty sections with different colored seats” alive. Real alive. The kind of alive where you look across the grandstands and see people. Families. Flags. Old-school race fans. New fans. Folks who came to watch stock cars, hear engines, honor the fallen, and feel like NASCAR still belongs to them. Charlotte Mo