Remember Summer days at the track in the 70's?

As a kid I have many fond thoughts about the local dirt tracks.    Summer nights watching the cars,   the people,   and the sounds/smells.   Dreaming I was old enough to drive a car,  maybe win,    and kiss the flag lady.    A soda,  hotdogs,  and great times long gone.



I was most like at some of these races.




Some of the motors for the cars came from my Dad's yard.



I think I remember  this guy buying parts...