He was even fast in open wheelers, but that early dalliance was not to stick. I had a real bad wreck over in Laurel, Mississippi way back when. Broke that car right in half, and they brought home a hospital bed for me to lie on for a while. One day my wife Joan marched in with a hub, full of flowers. She laid it down on the table and the law along with it. She said that was all that was left of my supermodified. She had had it cut up. Its been fenders ever since. Its gotta have fenders, she said.