[Todd Gross]

My Dad was a Car guy... Hot Rodder, that dialed it down when family came along (AKA, me and my brother). He never Drag Raced, but had a bunch of cool cars and projects in the garage as i was growing up. I couldn't get enough. If he was in the garage, so was I. Watching, cleaning parts, loosing tools... you know, learning. There was always Hot Rod Magazines next to the chair and I read every page... not just looking at the pictures. I knew what I wanted to do the day I turned 16.
To add to things, I grew up in NW Indiana late 60's early 70's, with nonstop radio commecials on WLS for "Smokin US 30 Drag Strip... were the Big ones Run". My older brother took me there when I was 13 for a Funny Car match race and wheel standers. What a day!
My first car was a 65 Chevelle SS with a 4 speed and yes, we made a few laps at US30 and street raced On Broadway in N Merrillville, IN.
Funny thing was if my Dad would have caught me, my *** would be grass. So, as so many of my freinds did, when entering you supplied an alias name and claimed your home address as the local Standard Oil Gas Station. Poor Adam's Standard recieved alot of US30 correspondense from people with strange names.