“So come on...how’d you do”?
Won a paint sprayer and got my pic in the paper, who could ask for anything more? The photographer kept telling me to smile, but that would have blasted the image I wanted to project, I was there to kick butt, LOL!
I remember just wishing that hill would go on forever, just another few feet, and I would pass them all.
Back in 54 I’d read about the Soap Box Derbies in ‘Boy’s Life’ magazine and dream. Closest we ever got was 2x4s, fruit crates and baby buggy wheels....and yeah....if that hill was a little longer, I couldda been champ of the neighborhood. };^)