I was at Englishtown one year for the Summer Nats a while back. If my memory serves me right, Big Daddy and his Swamp Rat? blew up about half way down the track. After his forward motion stopped, what was left of the dragster (only him the motor and rear tires) ended up going the opposite way back up the track.[8)] It happend right in front of us. It was a horrific crash but he lived to race again. I can rememeber watching them rebuild and tune them all in a hour or so. Talk about a total team effort[|)] The exhaust fumes landing on my skin and hair was like someone had completely sprayed me down with hairspray. Oh and even with earplugs couldn't hear for a week[?] WoW, that was a long time ago. Haven't been back since
