[RKDinOKC]

Good Saturday Morning.

When 13 my brother, 13 years older moved back home for about 6 months. He was between wives. He ran around with his old HS group. They took me with on one of their Saturday nights.

They took me to the local stock car races at the OKC Fairgrounds 1/2 mile oval dirt track. One of the girls in the group was sweet on my brother. She was the HS girlfriend then Ex of one of the guys in the group, still lived with him, but was dating the guy that was like 2nd in points with his late model stocker Camaro. Because of her relationship we went early and hung out in the pits only going to the stands to watch the actual race from a better view.

While Danny was unloading his car and getting it ready everyone was hanging out drinkin beers. Instead of drinking I helped and got to sit in and start the car and rev it while Danny tweaked the tune and checked things over. It was LOUD! Everyone started talking about me sitting in the car and teasing Danny how he should let me drive for him. My brother and his friends lied and said I drove all the time. Danny started telling me how dirt track racing was different than driving on the street and how it was a lot faster if you let the rear hang out and cross steered around the corners.

They kept teasing him until he let me suit up and make some tuning laps in the Camaro. My first two laps were way too slow, I actually used the brakes to go around the corners. There was a radio in the helmet and Danny started telling me to go faster and to flick the wheel to make the rear tires come around then turn the wheel the other way to catch it and keep the car going around the corner. After a couple more laps with some failed attempts and a lot of instructions being yelled at me in the helmet I got the hang of it. Turn what they said was a couple of respectable laps. Did 10 total.

When I got back to the pits and out of the car my brother asked how was my first time driving. Danny and the rest looked at him with their mouths agape. The Danny smiled, said I did real good and handed me my first beer.

Ended up everyone passing out at my brother's friends place.

Dad must of found out and put the kibosh on them because I wasn't asked to hang with them again. Back before my Brother went in the service, him, his buddies, and girlfriends took me lots of places, amusement park, zoo, museums, car shows, planetarium, parks, pools etc.