I bleed race gas, cough up tire smoke, sneeze nitrous...oh and occasionally blow boost out my @ # #...The point is if it makes power is light and has a... sticky tire...I love it. Over the years a lot of old friends have walked away from our sport. Most can not go to the track because if they do the adrenaline, the smell, and the passion just flares up and they are immediately tempted to drop everyt
hing and build a car. The great thing about this love we call drag racing is that no matter what track I have visited there is always another man there that has that same passion for the sport as I. No matter if you are white, black, mexican, asian, ect....when you are in the stands next to me we are simply race fans. So thank you to all the racers, track owners, sponors, and fans for fueling my boosted and nitrous fed passion for the best sport in the world......Drag Racing!
