By the time I was seven or so we were regularly attending midget class races at the half-mile dirt track at Ascot Park in Gardena, CA. This included the Turkey Night Grand Prix held every Thanksgiving evening, which I must have attended at least seven or eight times. We also attended drag races, speedway motorcycle races, Formula Atlantic, Formula One races and Indy car races. I was very familiar and fond of the smell of burned methanol and motor oil. I also spent a lot of time in the garage handing my Dad wrenches and cleaning parts in solvent.
|Yes, drag races can be very loud|
|Tennis balls in the intakes and cans on the exhaust|
|At their first dirt track races (in between potty run #4)|