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We go through life and don't realize how insignificant things we do affects others.
Don Wright was my neighbor and local drag racer. My dad wasn't a car guy unfortunately, so I spent a lot of time at Don's garage. I rode my bike past his place when I was about 11 years old and saw his red Corvette that he raced. He later ran an injected C gas 66 vette and a 69 pro stock Camaro. He put Bill Jenkins on the trailer at the Gatornationals around 1971 so he was no joke.
Somewhere in there I asked my dad if I could go to the drags with him. Don snuck me in under the topper of his 66 GMC, towing the gasser vette. He lost in the final when the trans failed against a 1948 Anglia.
Years later I worked for Don at his shop for several years in Gulfport, Fl.
Don is the most likely the reason I'm here today, and have the career that I do.
I still remember the day he asked me to hand him the 2- 4bbl manifold for his red 59. He told me not to drop it, I held on so tight that it probably still has my fingerprints in it.
I also recall working on the pro stock car at Sunshine Speedway, 12 years old, and thought I was on top of the world.
Rest in peace,Don.
It all turned out OK
Don Wright was my neighbor and local drag racer. My dad wasn't a car guy unfortunately, so I spent a lot of time at Don's garage. I rode my bike past his place when I was about 11 years old and saw his red Corvette that he raced. He later ran an injected C gas 66 vette and a 69 pro stock Camaro. He put Bill Jenkins on the trailer at the Gatornationals around 1971 so he was no joke.
Somewhere in there I asked my dad if I could go to the drags with him. Don snuck me in under the topper of his 66 GMC, towing the gasser vette. He lost in the final when the trans failed against a 1948 Anglia.
Years later I worked for Don at his shop for several years in Gulfport, Fl.
Don is the most likely the reason I'm here today, and have the career that I do.
I still remember the day he asked me to hand him the 2- 4bbl manifold for his red 59. He told me not to drop it, I held on so tight that it probably still has my fingerprints in it.
I also recall working on the pro stock car at Sunshine Speedway, 12 years old, and thought I was on top of the world.
Rest in peace,Don.
It all turned out OK