I've never been to the 500 itself but for practice and qualifications. Of which I seen none as I arrived late. But that voice comming over the PA at IMS was part of what made it hallowed ground. It reverberated no matter where you were in that small city sized place. Walking across the infield, On the backstretch. In the main stretch stands.
You'd hear the crack of the car as it hit the bricks followed by a brief pause. MEARS is on it! 229.232.
Thank you Tom, R.I.P
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Charles Nungester
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