Bob Glidden has passed

I've been going to the U.S. Nationals almost every year...for years now. Glidden, without question, is one of my all-time favorite racers in the sport. He was animal, and that's putting it mildly. One of my many most memorable moments at the Nats was the Pro Stock Finals back in 1985. Glidden, in that damn blue & white Thunderbird, was up against Bruce Allen in the Reher-Morrison Camaro for all the marbles. My brother and I happened to be down in the pits just prior to that race. We watched as Glidden, himself, personally drained almost all the fluids out of the rear end and the tranny trying to reduce friction just enough to squeeze that last little bit of ET without blowing anything up. He won that race by a fraction of a second and sacrificed some expensive parts in doing so. They didn't nickname this dude "Mad Dog" for nothin'. Back then, Pro Stock was in the dirt "blood & guts" competition and was really "pro stock"...not this computer-designed BS that they run today. As you can tell, I'm not a ProStock fan anymore. ProMod and Top Fuel are about all that's left in my old age.
This guy was something else; a drag racer extraordinaire. He was the last guy you'd want to be matched up against at the starting line. God broke the mold when He created Bob Glidden.
RIP, old friend, and thanks for the great racing memories.