I remember Bismark, one of the few things! My brother Luke and I showed up with his $600.00 turn key in line six cylinder on hot lap day. The old crate was one of those cars you sat corner to corner in. This was my first time in a real race car and once I showed everybody what I was all about, off to Winston Cup I was! Buckled in, and a wave from Luke and off I was down the front chute. I floored the gas right to the front axle and hung on for dear life through the corners. My speed was unbelievable, probably setting a track record I,m sure. As the piercing wind flung my hippy hair out the back window during my third or fourth lap Dave Vanderzan blew by me in his FOUR CLY. MINY STOCK like I was tied to the farmers milk truck next door. SO MUCH FOR THAT TRACK RECORD! PS. I never made it to Winston.
If its got wheels drive it Fred Carleton #96