The Jalopy Journal
Discussion in 'The Hokey Ass Message Board' started by Dog427435, Dec 18, 2009.
And I like Packards too!
More from Wayne Miller.
Looks like another Dale Fisher car from the 50's, Zeph'yr tail lights. Very Kool.
staging lanes at Lions Dragstrip 1959-60 era
Between the early opening days of Lions Dragstrip in 1955 to the photo in 1959 or 60, the stock classes were some of the most popular classes. The old adage of “run what you brought…” (ghetto language: brung) kept the a lot of the cars off of the streets. It was simple, pop the hubcaps, clean out the trunk, take out the jack and spare, race in your class. For little money, it was a great example of "hot rod fun" any driver/spectator could have on a Saturday night.
Lions staging lanes
Look at the variety of cars racing from 55-60 Doug Cook 37 Chevy and Charlie Ettien’s Hemi Ford truck cars in the Gas Coupes and Sedan Classes to a 52 Chevy/Olds sedan and a lowered 50 Chevy sedan in the various stock or lower Gas Coupes and Sedan classes. Just go racing… then, drive home with a trophy…after having lots of fun.
There was even a black 58 Chevy Impala trying to win those cool trophies in the A/Stock class, against our nemesis… as captured by another avid photographer back in 1959. From a You Tube posting of an early Lions Dragstrip film.
“DRIVE THE HIGHWAYS, RACE AT LIONS…” was the motto that pushed the Lions Club to secure the land for those 1955-72 years. It was the mantra to get the land to create the Dragstrip. The local gendarmes wanted to get those “hooligans, teenagers, mom and pops, off of the streets and on to legal class racing for factory cars/hot rods. This was before the land values/rental income became higher due to the economy.
4 across stock class racing
Great memories from a great place 1955-1972.
This car belongs to the president of the J.C.Whitney fan club
In the middle of nowhere, good place to spend a day looking at period stuff, I completely enjoyed it.
Lancaster, OH High School yearbook, 1965:
Quite the place, I've spent many happy hours there. At one time my Brother In Law lived just down the street from there, it was real handy to go out and visit him and slip down to Pioneer Village for a few hours. Admission was reasonable also.
..just another fake, again.
I count ten carbs! Musta learned that from the Munster Coach..Changing jets was an all day job...
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