Beautiful gathering of a group of old guys
Although the whole day was special one guy made it extra special, Dan. I lived in Natrona Heights and worked in a very very busy gas station 2 miles from home in 1974 after graduating. I bought my 72 duster in 1975 (340 four speed) from a customer and began racing and doing mods to it. I would race anyone on any night. Well Dan had a very bright yellow 67 mustang that I would later find out to be a 390 four speed with 5:10 gears. This thing would just rumble when he passed the station. Dan and his friends were from Freeport where I now live. Well I was cruising McDonalds looking for some action and my three soon to be friends from Freeport said do you want to race. Lol. I said he’ll ya who owns that yellow mustang and Dan said that’s mine so I said let’s go. So we headed to the expressway where we often raced and we lined up. I got him by about two car lengths and when we pulled over to talk had a bypass hose leaking real bad. Dan got out some Duct Tape and Chuck a new friend with a 327 (68 Camero) had water and they took me to the gas station in Freeport where they hung out. I made five new friends that night that raced together, hunted and got a bear together, traveled, drank, and grew up together. All still have nice cars some still having the same cars but after racing together for 5-6 years I’m the only one that keep going. Well after not seeing Dan for probably 15 years showed up yesterday. The car is long gone but the memories live forever.
Although the whole day was special one guy made it extra special, Dan. I lived in Natrona Heights and worked in a very very busy gas station 2 miles from home in 1974 after graduating. I bought my 72 duster in 1975 (340 four speed) from a customer and began racing and doing mods to it. I would race anyone on any night. Well Dan had a very bright yellow 67 mustang that I would later find out to be a 390 four speed with 5:10 gears. This thing would just rumble when he passed the station. Dan and his friends were from Freeport where I now live. Well I was cruising McDonalds looking for some action and my three soon to be friends from Freeport said do you want to race. Lol. I said he’ll ya who owns that yellow mustang and Dan said that’s mine so I said let’s go. So we headed to the expressway where we often raced and we lined up. I got him by about two car lengths and when we pulled over to talk had a bypass hose leaking real bad. Dan got out some Duct Tape and Chuck a new friend with a 327 (68 Camero) had water and they took me to the gas station in Freeport where they hung out. I made five new friends that night that raced together, hunted and got a bear together, traveled, drank, and grew up together. All still have nice cars some still having the same cars but after racing together for 5-6 years I’m the only one that keep going. Well after not seeing Dan for probably 15 years showed up yesterday. The car is long gone but the memories live forever.