The Greatest Of The Races
On Saturday morning my Father and I woke up at the crack of dawn, not only to ensure that we would get to Beach Street before the racers arrived, but also to visit the unique Nubble Light House on Cape Neddick! With the sound of crashing waves and the clicking of cameras in the background, we stood on the rather rocky edge of the Ocean and watched the sunrise behind a beautiful American Flag! Once we stopped gazing at the light house, we realized we hadn’t eaten yet! So, a simple solution to a simple problem. On our way to Beach Street, we stopped at a local diner, which happened to be, Egg and I! We then chowed down on delicious double blueberry pancakes topped with blueberry butter and blueberry syrup, eggs and crunchy bacon! Once we left the diner, we completed our journey to Beach Street.
After parking, grabbing our cameras and walking to where the race would start, we watched car after car roll in. With their engines were growling, they lined up in a triple-file line! After walking around to scope out the racers, I found that one of my favorites was the 1932 Auburn Speedster Special, which was an elegant racing blue. It was so loud in the open cockpit that the driver and navigator could barely hear themselves think let alone hear to communicate with each other! But the best thing about this car was the water-proof aviation headsets to solve that particular problem! If you ask me, Who ever thought of that is a genius!
When everyone with Great Race stickers on their cars arrived, it was time to start the Greatest of the Races! Countless cars, trucks, sedans, and coupes launched off the starting line all with a smiling face and a waving hand! We watched police cars, Camaros, Hudson racers, and even the General Lee with an endless variety of other cars to soon follow! Everything was going great, that is until the 1932 Auburn’s clutch broke clean off! The driver held up the clutch, high above his head as if it were a trophy! A few people, including my friend Wayne Carini, then gave it a mighty push to push start it. It was funny to see Wayne Carini actually chasing a classic car!
As soon as the rest of the cars were well on their way to Lowell MA, we decided to take a coastal route down the edge of Maine! On the way, we had a small distraction, Fort McClary State Park! With five different wars under its belt, including the American Revolution, and the Civil war, this fort certainly served its time! I can’t even imagine what our troops went though and still go through, to keep this country safe! After wandering around a valuable piece of American history, we left remembering how wonderful the United States is!
We arrived shortly followed by the racers, and found there was a new record! Barry and Irene Jason scored a perfect time! This has never been accomplished on the first day! Not long after did we witnessed lots of good looking cars roll in, some with even better looking scores!
I have to say, this race was not only just great, but the Greatest! I liked going to the great race a lot but next year, I would like to run it down Route 66 with my father and his 1968 Ford Mustang. That is of course if I get them in shape! I can barely wait!
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About The Author
When I was just seven years old I started judging at the world-renowned Greenwich Concours d’Elegance. Since then I have become a regular contributing author to the Classic Car Club of America New England Region magazine and I have been published nationally on multiple occasions. I am now fifteen and on the board of advisors for the Classic Car Club of America NER. From Amelia Island to the Boston Cup I have attended many car shows, tours and events along with helping in the process of planning the Classic New England CARavan for this coming September. I look forward to one day owning my very own classic and I hope to enter my vehicle in one of the various events I have attended throughout my childhood. E-mail - firstname.lastname@example.org