My dad has been taking me to stock car races since I was 5. I remember handing my dad wrenches in the 70s when he was working on his 57 Hudson when I was 7 or 8. It was hard to see over the fenders, but I managed to get by. My folks bought a 68 Javelin and when I was 2 or 3, my mom left me and my sister in the back seat with the car running so I jumped up front, put it in drive and drove it through the garage. They sold the car when I was in 7th grade because it needed too much work and I bought it back 2 years later as my first car. I restored the car driving her through high school, college and into seminary. I put her in storage for 2 years and when I went to get her out, she had rusted away and ended up sending her to the scrap yard the day before I was ordained. I have the motor and tranny from her sitting in my Nash now. I am a huge Nash, Hudson and AMC guy because of my dad whom I credit for raising me right. I love dirt track racing and old cars because that is the way I was raised.