Pompiere

In 1979, between graduating high school and leaving for the military, a friend alerted me that the Indianapolis Bike Club had arranged to have access to the Speedway for one hour on a Sunday afternoon. We loaded our bikes and his kids in the car and drove 4 hours to Indy. Everyone assembled across the street and at the appointed time, rode down through the tunnel and out on the track. There were some pace lines moving pretty fast, but most of us were just taking it all in. This was only a month or so after the race, so the skid marks were still clearly visible. I was a race fan, so it was pretty neat to see it all up close.