I'm a couple years younger than you Marty, but I can remember similar situations where just being up close to a race car was a high point in my life when I was about the same age. Our next door neighbor drag raced as an amateur, and I could sit on the ground outside his garage all day and watch the guys wrench on cars. His son and I were the same age, and eventually we were both in the garage turning wrenches with guys we looked up to as giants. I remember going to my first drag race in the early 60's at the newly opened Woodburn dragstrip! Riding down there in a car that ran all day long was way more than I could ever dream of then!