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Was too young to know for sure but my first race was. Both parents and grandparents are deceased to be able to ask them. But, either way. It would have been to go see my cousin Larry Rice race somewhere.
My current first memory was Mother's Day of 1984 (maybe 1983). We were going to Terre Haute to watch the Sprint Cars after attending Church with my grandma. We saw Jack French pulled over at 136 & 41. Jack and Dad worked together at a local manufacturing plant.
We found out the following day. After Dad returned from work. That Larry jumped in Jack's car to shake it down/warm it up. As his driver was not there yet. I thought that was pretty neat at the time. Then found out years later that was not uncommon as I thought.
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