At some point in time, an event was held at Rattlesnake Raceway. It wasn’t a sanctioned race. It was a team event, with two drivers per team. I signed up to be Bill’s co-driver. I didn’t have a competition license, but could drive in this event.
From the back, it was hard to tell who was wearing the racing helmet and driving at that time. I was in a very difficult part of the track when Peewee, driving an AC Bristol. came up behind me. His car was more powerful than our little Sprite. He was trying to push me into the corner. I kept my foot on the “go pedal” and stayed in front of him to the straight-away.
Peewee said when he saw the Sprite in front of him he thought, “I’m going to push Bill into this corner and see if I can make him spin out.” When he passed and saw me in the car instead of Bill, guess who spun? Right...Peewee! I think that day, he learned not to mess with me!
Some weeks later, we were back at the Midland track. I was at the side of the track, watching the race with Ronnie Rone. Just as Dave Fawcett, owner of the foreign car dealership in Lubbock, and a friend of ours, came into view. Another car drove over the top of his open car, killing him instantly! It was a sight I will never forget. From then on, I had no interest in driving a car on a racetrack.
Bill drove in two more races that spring, but we can’t remember when or where they were.
No comments:
Post a Comment