He was retired stock himself and loved talking about the good ‘ole days.
“Back then we didn’t junk our old stock cars. We honored them for all those extra years they held on to race,” my father-in-law explained passionately.
He went on to describe the events attended by an entire racing community. “It was a ceremony at a lot on the edge of town, not just a short tow to Jake’s salvage yard! We buried them Stonehedge-style and everyone added their personal spray paint tribute.”
Clearly, years ago, goodbyes were said with class.
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