GM thank you for all the stories. Can’t really add much except I love the Marty B references. In 1981 I had my run in with him at Indianapolis Raceway Park. The day I hit the N2O button on my 67 Camaro for the first time and my 10.90 car went 9.85/138 and I had no competition license. He was waiting for me in the staging lanes and just about ran me off, but I guess in a weak moment and me feigning total surprise and being youthfully ignorant, he let me stay, provided I spent the rest of the day under supervised license runs.
