Heads-up was always more fun, and on the street was the most exciting. That said, I was a school bus driver, and had to protect that license, so my racing was at the local airports. They used to run brackets one Sunday a month at Oroville, and the airport at Orland was just a mile-square asphalt mat from WWII, and the airport manager was cool as long as you stayed west of the runway - way west.

Brackets were too much work - worrying about breaking out. Heads-up at the Orland airport was the ticket. No money changed hands. It was just friendly competition, and we had a great time.

But man, watching the hedges go by, stoplight dragging the Esplanade in the shotgun seat was great fun! I'm trying to talk my friend into getting his Camaro back on the road. Don't see any of the other old-timers with their original cars, but we still have ours.

I can't get used to the buzz-boxes with the "fart tube" mufflers, but they look like they're having fun. Like said in earlier posts, now is the good old days if you're young. I'm too old, and my car's gotten too valuable to want to race, but it's fun to watch. (Now I've gotta set an example for my kids... the Camaro guy doesn't tell his kids about his racing career of 30+ years ago.)