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Festival attire
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Bitchin’ Camaro
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There’s a drag strip near my office. This gas station sells race gas, so sometimes I get to see ultra-cool shizzle like this on my way home from work.
Vintage R90S for sale!
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As the song says, “The time have come.” (It’s an old blues song, don’t worry if you’ve not heard it.)
I’ve had this bike for several years now. It has brought me untold amounts of joy, not the least of which was riding it from Indiana to Utah, racing it at the Bonneville Salt Flats, and then riding it all the way back home (but that’s the subject of another blog). The economy isn’t being too kind to anyone these days, and I have bills to pay. That, and, sadly, I’ve just not had time to spend with the bike as I’d like to. It’s been sitting a lot more than being ridden, and that’s not right. It’s not good for a machine to sit, and someone needs to be out on this thing enjoying it for the thrilling motoring experience that it is.
I tried some other venues for advertising, but it hasn’t sold yet. I hate to put it on eBay, but it’s looking like that’s where it’s going. I just want it to find a good home. If you know of anyone who would be interested, please contact me through the link to my email address over there on the sidebar.
Scarred, but edible!
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I put these in a side pocket of one of the coolers we took to the 500, then promptly forgot about it. It lasted all day in 96-degree heat and being crushed between and underneath things to and from the track. I found them the next day when I was cleaning up, still largely undestroyed, but feeling a little squishy, so I put them in the freezer. I was surprised it didn’t come out as chocolate mush! Oh, and these are the coconut M&Ms by the way, and they’re delicious, even when somewhat squished!
Goodbyes
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Draw
Please, anyone but Danica...
Drawing for the race pool just hours before the start of the Indy 500.
Say what?
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All-American boy
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Carb day prep
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Good times are imminent, and this is how we get ready for them. Tomorrow is a day of speed and sun!
Better traffic
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So I’m snoozing my way into work on yet another Wednesday morning, and suddenly this automobile shoots by me in the left lane. It was so sudden I didn’t even get the settings changed on the camera before I started shooting one-handed. It was the Wednesday before the Indy 500, and I knew exactly what was going on immediately. It is on this day every year that the track has a “drive around the Brickyard” day where you get to drive your own automobile out onto the track. My dad’s Model T club has been attending this event for several years now. I knew this had to be one of the guys from the club. He happened to stay on my route for another couple of miles, but at the first intersection where he pulled into the left turn lane to head south, we happened to hit a red light. I jumped out of my car and ran up and said hello to him. Man, what a cool way to start the morning.
As an aside, I just KNOW this guy was running a Model A crank in that thing! He was hitting 35mph with no problems! Model Ts just never could turn that high with the factory non-counterweighted crank. This thing was a rocket!