Yes I do
Ah, the Big Daddy! My dad used to race against him when he was a professional drag-racer in the 60's & 70's. I think I even met him once when I was a kid. Boy, those were the days, before corporate sponsorship drove out all the ones who raced simply for love of racing. I've got a lot of fond memories of traveling to places like Bowling Green, KY; Baton Rouge, LA (got the worlds WORST sunburn there. My dad used to tell me we we're going to Baton Rouge to watch the tornados go by, which scared me to death!); Ontario, CA; and of course, Green Valley Raceway here in Fort Worth! I've never been to Pomona, but I'll bet Dad knows it like the back of his hand!
Dad's now got a dragster and he occasionally hits the Old-Timers circuit. I guarantee you he is never happier than when he's sitting behind the wheel of an alcohol-injected monster tearing up the quarter-mile at about 200 mph.
Pro Comp all the way, baby!!!
Very, very cool Big Al
Did your Dad ever race at the Winternationals in Pomona?
I'm sure he did! I just don't recall ever going with him when I was a kid. This would've been early- to mid-70's. Did you go?
I used to live about three miles from the racetrack when I was a kid. We could hear the loud speakers and the burnouts all day and night.
But back in dem daze we kids didn't have two nickels to rub together...so we would either drive by and get glimpses through the fences or go up on the hills behind and watch until the cops ran us off.