by Dave Kerr, Nitro Films
It was in 1958 when I first laid eyes on Lions Drag Strip. I was in the Boy Scouts and one of the kids' father was a security officer at Lions who had arranged for all of us to go out there one Saturday. The first thing I noticed at Lions was the different shapes and sizes of the cars, and then the dragsters came out for their push down: Oh the sounds of the engines, the smell of the nitro, and the sight of the tire smoke. I didn't realize it but at that very moment I became hooked on Drag Racing for life. After that weekend I had to go to Lions every chance I got, and if I didn't have the price of admission, me and a bunch of us would "low crawl" through the farm fields and climb over the fence when no one was looking.