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Before our falling out - Dave was going to take my car to Race Week in Daytona, Florida the latter part of February 1962. A friend of his named Larry was going to drive his-own car`, dragging the midget on a trailer with his '56 Buick. Since they called it 'my car' they invited me along.
So got time off of work and we drove straight through all night to Florida. Larry being blonde, tall, a little on the paunchy side and glasses, did not fit the character types of Shorty and Dave. But both these guys were about four to five years older than me and so I felt a little intimidated.
The Daytona midget races started about seven in the evening after dark in winter daylight savings time, and Dave was actually winning the first heat after passing the front runner, who after the race was so petty-contemptuous, that he threatened to beat Dave up. Dave was not one of the big-boys and so apparently was suppose to stay in the rear and know his place, be polite and not contend with the top drivers. But about half-way through the bright lights and mud track noise-blaring race, Dave suddenly shut the car down and fell into last place. The oil pressure had dropped so he didn't want to blow the engine. It was a bad oil pump, so the next day we replaced it - working in the street. But we never were contenders the rest of the week.
After our racing nights had concluded we went to one night-time drag race event which featured the Green Monster, a famous jet powered dragster.
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