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I sort of miss seeing a mad wife or girl friend climb the flag stand ladder to attempt to get a line up or discrepancy straightened out.
Nothing seemed to go faster than the super modified's in the 1960's, everyone different, they seemed to fly. Some may have been a super one afternoon then a sprint car that night.
I miss seeing a 30 ford coupe jalopy on an open trailer headed to the race track.
I miss seeing Midgets and School Bus Figure 8 racing at the Speedrome.
I miss seeing Tony Elliott taking the low grove around 3-4 at Terre Haute.
I miss the Christmas Section of the National Speed Sport News.
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