Growing up, my hero's were Tom Sneva, AJ, and Rick Mears. My whole world as a kid revolved around going to the track from the day it opened 'til race day. Now, it barely registers. The split did me in and I don't think it will ever be the same.
The one thing that still brings a tear to my eye race day is when Jim Nabors sings.
Did you see post #22! :)
Johnny Rutherford was my man. Oh my goodness. Handsome, fearless, he was born on my birthday (March 12), former art student.