THEN I KNOCKED PERHAPS A BIT TOO LIGHT

$50 on pump number 912 please.

Somewhere along I-5 on the way to Buttonwillow in Ron’s 1968 912. I nicknamed him Pac Man after occupying the passenger seat with him on the track. He was gobbling up cars with bigger engines proving once again that size does not matter.

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