Back in 2006, the family went down to Florida for Thanksgiving…what we were not prepared to do was weather the aftermath of a severe wreck of my Father’s race car. Dad had just gotten used to driving in the IHRA Pro Modified class, and was actually doing quite well with the car. At dinner, we received the call every racer’s family fears…”everything’s OK, but Dad’s wrecked the car.” It wasn’t until 1am when the team arrived back at Troy’s shop with the car…then we really knew the severity of the damage…and the miracle that Dad not only survived, but walked away.

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