Abandoned Camaro Race Car – Will It RUN AND RACE again?

I don’t know how to express what I feel watching that old race car go around it’s home track. Close to 60 years ago I spent several weekends for a few summers working in the pits for a friend. He raced on local Northern Minnesota tracks and did quite well. Though I’d always had a fondness for helping my Dad work on cars it was my time with those old circle track cars that developed my love for uncorked exhaust and the smell of those hot greasy engines. Over the years I’ve always wished I could hang out in that environment again for just a few hours. To be in the pits with the sweat, heat, smells, smoke and dust while wrenching on some old wreck that should have been left where it was found is something not easily forgotten. I remember Dad calling them jalopy races. All the way back to when I was 4 years old in 1954 I can remember what some of those old cars looked like. I remember the old Ford coupes from the 1930’s with their flat head V8s. The Hudsons that looked like big old turtles that couldn’t be rolled over. Their flathead straight eights sounded to me like airplane engines. These old race cars have always been somewhere close by. Tonight I watched Derek wake up that old Camaro. I watched James take it for a couple laps and it felt like something inside of me was saying “hey look, the old car is tired and limping but it’s still making a showing! It’s standing proud once again.” Once again it was in the wind with the checkered flag waving over it. Definitely the most glorious car on the track. Thank you Derek!