It was the Winter Nationals at Pomona California in 1974. We were down to the last round of qualifying, with no success of making the field yet because I’d had ignition problems all weekend. But when I warming up the car in the pits, it sounded so sharp. I knew I’d found the problem. But little did I know I was about to take the “E

Okay... here comes a big one... blog that is. Prepare yourself, as I am about to touch on some drag racing, time attack, SEMA stuff, and drifting... yes, you read correctly... drifting . Let the Speedhunting begin! So some have you may or may not have heard through the rumor-mill that I have been out at Willow Springs five days over the past two weeks