I was tinkering with the sway bar bushings the other day, and a guy named Nick walks by who just moved into the neighborhood, and we get to talking about old cars, and he told me that when he was a kid, they would have races in an abandoned farm field, and the winner got a twenty dollar bill, and the runner up got a 12 pack of beer.
Just guys having fun racing, and not out to die trying to outspend each other to make a car that would last one race.
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