I remember watching the drag races on television when I was a kid. I remember Don “Big Daddy” Garlits’s cars would just sit there on those gigantic twin back tires and spin, and spin, and spin. They would spit smoke out, like a gigantic volcano, and the sound was so loud you would want to stick your fingers in your ears. Finally, that car would get traction and go flying down the track like a bullet shot out of a gun. I miss those drag races. Used to watch them on T.V. with my Daddy. Now that…was really a sport.