Wednesday, June 21, 2006

The Second Generation

Dad has always said that it was his fault. That his involvement in racing and British sports cars was what caused me in turn to want to follow in the same footsteps. He is right, but I don’t blame him.

My first race was in the fall of 1974, the last race at Virginia International Raceway (VIR), prior to its reopening in 2000. I was less than a year old. The years following were jammed pack with British car shows, bike shows, SCCA regional and national races, as well as a host of SVRA, HSR and IMSA racing.

Dad raced his Sprite back in the 70s and 80s and throughout the 90s we participated as volunteers. I have always been an enthusiast and had the desire to compete myself one day, but I have never taken the opportunity for some reason. Arguably, now is not the time to start given the fact that I have two small children at home and a stay at home wife. But, the iron is hot and I am ready to strike.

I hope to capture the moments from now until the day my MGB sets tires on the race track – no matter how many years it takes.

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