Thursday, May 4, 2017
Cars, if it has wheels someone will race it
I really do appreciate it when someone hits a point and gives me an idea for an entry.
Lisa ‘done’ it again. Her Hubby just sold an old race car, a 1949 Ford that her father-in-law raced until he was in his 70’s. She had a fantastic entry with pictures. When will I ever again get to hear of a 1949 Ford stock car that was parked over 10 years ago and has sat yearning for a race. I think never.
1949 Ford race car, not the one Lisa mentioned
One of the first dirt tracks in my area was on Little Rock Road west of Charlotte. Many of us could not or would not pay to get in. That track was the start of many racing greats. We probably saw most of them in their youth. Petty, Fireball Roberts, Allison, and many more.
There were no Race track police so we could stand behind the wooden fence and look thru the cracks. I think they figured the drivers would stay on the tracks because a one inch board fence would not keep a car inside if it went wild. The cracks were plenty wide to peek thru but we quickly learned not to watch on the curved ends or you could get killed by flying dirt clods.
The next option was to climb some of the trees surrounding the track to watch, both safe and a good view. Later when I had a tree stand for hunting, I thought how great that would have been to watch the race. I could have taken some snacks up and had a great time. But by that time NASCAR had been organized and dirt tracks were scarce.
Gone are those days, but the memories seem fresh. Life is more complicated. Seldom do you see a driver who can service his own car, or would. Life was simple and crazy. There were the demolition derbies and the Hollywood Hell Drivers at county fairs. I really do sorta miss them, and I do miss the idea of a man working on his own engine and doing ANYTHING he could to make it stronger and faster. Today to prepare a racecar you probably need an attorney to read the rules and restrictions.Nite Shipslog