Ten years ago i had a problm with the guy that lived down the street. He would have a fit about everything racing. The truck, the trailer, other races that stopped by on their way out of town. It was a mess. It finally got to the point that he would call the local cops. They would come out and look around, funny thing ws they was race fans! Well in doing research, living in Dorr, I was 100% in the right to do what ever I wanted. Once he learned that I never heard a word from him. I never push anything and I try to stay the quietest on the street. When we have to bump the sprinter off we do it as early as we can before 6pm. Once all is quiet I normally have a few people stop by checking on me to make sure the team is all right and the car is ok. I guess when i moved in I knew I was ok when I found out the Bob Senneker and Terry Sennekers all lived within a couple of miles from me!