The myth of "The Golden Boys" is just that, a myth. When I first started
racing, some old gray haired guy (yeah, even older than me) walked by as I was
trying to sort out my motor after my very first run. "Carb acting up, eh? He
asked." To which I affirmed his analysis. "You never will get it right with
that thing on there." was his answer as he walked away.
A few minutes later, a little boy came up to me with a carburetor in his
hand. He told me I was supposed to bring it back to "that van over there" when
I was done racing. After an afternoon of flawless runs with the borrowed
carburetor, I returned it to the van. It wasn't until an hour or two later
that I found out that the late Don Vesco had loaned me a carburetor. I figure
you can't get too much more "golden" than that!
Since that incident, I have had several more repeats of nearly the same
story, only with other "Golden Boys".
DickJ
In East Texas
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