[ted]

Had a 62 Vette 327 and I figured let's have a go at Napierville here in Quebec. Went out and bought a Second World War Naval gunner's helmet i.e. the one with the up and down flaps for the ears. Anyways, I put this thing on with no cinch strap and the lights come down. I pop the clutch and did not go anywhere but could smell rubber. I was sitting there spinning the tires wit smoke coming up from the street hides. I turned quickly to the left and don't the helmet spin and put one of the flappers in front of me eyes. I, as quickly as I could, turned the blasted helmet straight so I could see. Managed to blow the balancer off the front of the mill not far from the lights, maybe 60 feet out. Never raced again on a track for 20 to 30 years. Had cars, but someone else drove 'em.
This is the honest truth. Once a hero, always a hero, eh boys!!
T. in Montreal