Let me preface this by saying that nobody from my family was driving this car when it rolled. A gentleman by the name of Merlin Armstrong was driving this car and he had owned it for many years. After this incident, his children convinced him that maybe it was time to sell. Merlin is an incredible mechanic and builder. He has some beautiful cars in his collection.
After he recovered from his injuries from this incident, he fully rebuilt the car and put it up for sale. If our memories (my day, my uncle and I) serves us correctly, it was 2009 when we acquired this car.
Along the way we came up with a picture of it from "back in the day":
When we first got this car, my dad was more than willing to let my brother and I jump in and spin some laps in it. It was my first time ever driving a car like this and I still remember the first time I took it down my uncle's driveway.
That feeling was NOTHING compared to taking it on the track for the first time with a group of fellow racers. I still remember my first race at Norway Speedway with club. Talk about an adrenaline rush.
These days my dad spends the most time in this one:
Last season I was fortunate enough to line up side by side with my dad for a few races. What a great feeling. There were even a few occasions where my brother was out there with us too. That is an indescribable feeling.
Until next time,
Darrin
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