Racing, when it was just for fun

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April 20, 2018 - 11:00 PM

At Week’s End

Bob Radford introduced me to stock car racing in the early 1960s, back when you could get into the game with an old clunker.

I’d seen a couple of races at Lapland, the old track in Gas, in the 1950s, but I didn’t have the urge to soup up a car. I had an old jalopy, a 1950 Pontiac business coupe that burned about as much oil as gasoline, and was in no shape for a road trip as short as to Iola or Chanute. I had to beg my dad’s 1955 Ford to take a date to a movie.

Radford, from Topeka, convinced me he was well up on the ins and outs of building a race car.

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