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Jesse Hockett, that man could drive the wheels off anything.
Josh Burton growing up as a race car driver, he had a great future a head of him.
Manzanita, that was one bad a$$ joint.
Midgets at Winchester and Salem, they make sprint cars look tame.
The Hut Hundred in Indiana.
Little Springfield, it was better then Little Belleville.
USAC stock cars at the Indiana State Fairgrounds.
Norwood Arena, where I got my first taste of this addiction called auto racing.
My late mother needling Dana Carter at Salem on a Sunday afternoon.
My grandfather teaching my oldest son how to drink coffee at Gas City on a really cold day.
A Saturday afternoon show at Terre Haute with me and my father working on a sprint car .
One more Saturday night at Reading.
This is just a handful of them.
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