I grew up in Indianapolis and my Dad was a big Indy 500 fan. As a child I remember Memorial Day as family picnics and listening to the 500 on the car radio. The old front engine roadsters with the 4 cylinder Offys had a sound all there own.

As I grew up I stayed an Indy car fan for a long time but then as if over night front engine roadsters were gone and so was the sound of the Offenhouser. Replaced by rear engine cars with exotic power plants that were fast but just did not stir the Indy car fan in me the way it use too. As time went on the drivers that I had grown up with were gone, replaced by drivers that had names I could not spell let alone pronounce. I guess that signaled the end of the attraction that I had for Indy cars.

While up to this point I had not been an avid Nascar fan. I still had listened to a few races and recognized names like Petty, Waltrip and Parsons. Then it hit me, American muscle cars and good old boys from down home