PUBLISHER'S NOTE: Tim Charlet, a.k.a. TIMMAH, will begin a
monthly column today discussing life from the grandstands, the
not-so-cheap seats in today's drag racing. He speaks from a race fan's
perspective, a side often displaced in many commentaries not to mention
investigative articles. Charlet will bring ideas as he sees them, from
the average race fan's standpoint. - Bobby Bennett
Have you ever been given a present that you will always remember?
Whether it was your ‘Red Rider BB gun’ or the puppy you always wanted,
there is always that one gift, for whatever reason, that is more
special than the others.
On Christmas day in 1988, I received the best present ever from my Dad.
It was my very own (National Hot Rod Association) NHRA membership card.
I was 15 years old, and was eagerly awaiting my 16th birthday the
following May. As I opened up the box, I did a quick inventory of the
items inside: