[Dave_O]

Originally Posted by SSE 4 2SS

The service manager was actually a little turd kid whos dad was my racing hero when I was a teenager... His dad retired from the track, and jr took over. I ended up working with his team along with my brother.... I hadn't seen him in years but my brother pointed out that the little turd kid was the service manager and a great guy, which is all true... I no longer thought him a turd about a year after I met him... He was like eight years old, and was always talking smack at the track, which I guess he could since his dad was about the baddest show around... then I have a front end problem on my 71 Hemi Cuda, and ask the dad for help with it at his shop.... uhmmm, lots of crow to eat that day... the eight y/o turd got the keys from his dad, pulled my car in the shop, onto the alignment lift, and proceeded to align the front end to perfection, be his freaking self...which was an accomplishment for a 71 Mopar... okkkkkkkkkkk no longer a turd, and I took all the smack he had to deal, and he was every bit as good a driver as his dad ever was... maybe better.... Now he races R/C cars and tears them up also...

WOW, sounds like an EXTREMELY interesting guy! Sounds like he was/is VERY GOOD at what he does! That's a very neat little story there!