[Bench Racer]

Back in the early 80's (before the wife and kids) I was going to all the IHRA races with my brother, (David) and after I got off night shift we loaded up and headed to Rockingham for the weekend with the 58 chevy wagon superstocker. The 3800+ lb wagon broke a converter during time trials and we decided to fix the issue at the motel at Southern Pines, not an issue since we had plenty of time. Later that night in the parking lot we found out that the holes in the new convertors mounting flange did not match up with the holes in the flywheel, and we also found the importance of having a drill and bits with the rest of the racing junk. After kicking our own butts for not bringing the needed tools, finding someone nice enough to loan us the tools, and leaving skin, blood ,and DNA under the car and on the parking lot pavement we finally got it back on the ground some time around midnight. David said we gotta try it out to make sure the convertor fixed it. All I could think of was I will get my first sleep in 30+ hours in jail for a noise ordinance.I mentioned the possible complications of checking the stall speed of the new convertor at the motel but was not convincing enough. He left a pretty impressive set of posi black stripes across the parking lot with the lead sled before pulling the car onto the trailer and chaining it down. We never saw any cops, but I am not sure if we made anymore noise than some of the party animals at the motel! Don Jackson