....and that's been the case all through history. If you wanna run with the big dogs, you gotta get off the porch. That's how it was here. We used to have an adjacent county's Deputy Sheriff who would block off part of I-16 just outside of Macon. Yeah. The INTERSTATE. Did it for about three or four hours about four or five weekends during the summer. Put detour signs out and the whole nine yards. These guys didn't play, either. They marked off the full MILE with 1/8, 1/4, 1/2 and one mile finish lines. If you didn't have something under 10 seconds, you couldn't race. Period. There were some damn fast cars out there, too. That's when the professional fisherman, Roland Martin started bringing his car up from Florida to test and tune so all the locals around his area wouldn't know what he had. Soon after he started coming up, that little activity got shut down and that's when they completely redid Twiggs County 1/8 mile dragstrip, a few miles away. Before that, it was a tore up mess from the 60s. It's pretty nice these days, but it's a good place to get shot or stabbed by the local natives. That was a lot of fun back then, but that black ghost car wouldda been laughed right outta there.
