You know when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.
All we had was 1/8 mile tracks in the area I lived in at the time, and Paragould AR was the closest, George Ray was the owner, and he was to cool an old man, as he’d slip me a 50 many a time for just showing up. The car was the only street car running that class at the time with dot tires, and tags.
The car ran way in 10s on the nitrous!
