Thursday, June 02, 2011
Went to my dad's and hung out.
His house and barn are coming along.
He told me some awesome stories about racing flat track in the 60's and 70's. About all night drives, drunk and high, getting hassled by cops, getting into fights, losing money because of a busted throttle cable... and why he loved four strokes compared to the two strokes that they were using early on.
This is him showing off his compression release lever on his Yamaha yz 250, that's how they used to brake back in the day. This summer I'm gonna go to Springfield with him and watch some races and then go to Aztalan near Madison and give sliding a whirl.
My dad is probably cooler than yours, but it was a motherfucker growing up with him around, or not around as the case may be.