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But it's an opportunity for a quick word association session. Bruton Smith? "Great man, great plans. Is he ever going to buy NHRA?" Tom Compton? "Has great plans, put together a good program. But he knows, and I know, and you know, and we all know, if he doesn't pull it off, he's looking for a job." Pro Mods, the rage in IHRA. "Don't know much about it, but I wouldn't mind owning one. If I did, I'll hire Scotty Cannon." Twenty minutes later, Force is done. "I didn't see what you put in his hair to take the gray out," the writer says as Force stands up. "Can't believe it," Force fires back. "You sit there, see what she's done and still can ask that. Hell, nothing. It's just the way it is." Force pays the bill, with a very generous tip included, and heads out the door. "Let's go get lunch," he says. "Follow me." Ten minutes later, his Jaguar is being pushed over the overpass where we began Part 1 of this narrative. Twenty minutes later, the writer and photographer are waiting in a booth as Force wraps up a phone call in his car. His arrival also signals the arrival of the waitress, who has no idea who any in the party are. Neither does anyone in the retro joint. "I'm watching my weight-no, Coil's watching my weight," Force says when the waitress asks for his order. "Give me a cup of chili and avocado on the side. You guys eat what you want." Before the food arrives, guessing the timing is right, the writer fires off his second question of the day. "Do you feel any extra burden that you're carrying NHRA drag racing? Your class is carrying the sport and, in turn, you're the top of your class, driving it?" |
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