I remember one Sunday when it was going slow and some jerk in the stands was really giving me a hard time. I was getting tired of listening to his BS so I yelled out to him that if he thought he could do a better job then get his butt out here. He was sitting with his girl and some friends and that called his bluff. He came strolling out to the center of the track and I handed him the flags and went to the starting line. We asked the next two guys up if we could line them up closer to the center of the track and they agreed. He flagged them off and down the track they went about two feet from him on either side. After they passed him he put the flags down in the middle of the track and walked back to the stands and I didn't hear a peep out of him the rest of the day.