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Is the March Meet losing its luster?
My racing car class identity is headed by the TM/FC contingent: Too many effing Camaros. Can you sound like "bitter old guy" about a nostalgia event? I think maybe.
In my lone trek to Bakersfield Mecca it was 2009. I believe you were there that same year? If you recollect the funny car field that year it consisted of a wide array of body styles that closely replicated the factory intent. Vegas, Novas, GTO, several different Mustang year bodies. If I remember lucidly, Leah Pritchett was driving the Holy Toledo jeep that event. A Plymouth Satellite or two were thrown into the mix.
If you watched the streaming over the weekend, it was clear to anyone that the Pro Mod-style or new-look for the nostalgia funny car circuit is the narrowed, streamlined Camaro. I find this very disconcerting and troubling. In my way of thinking, which may indeed be narrow as well as the body of the new Camaro, it runs contrary to the concept of keep the nostalgia and recognition and variety long-time funny car fans have been clamoring for.
What the world needs now to make it a better place are less Camaros. Please! Whenever I see a "sneak peak" at a new race car coming out in some online drag publication, I roll my eyes and tuck my gut. What they should say is, "Here is the latest Camaro to be introduced to a bloated, saturated race car field!" Name me any class, any sanctioning body, and I promise you there are already too many Camaros...We need a moratorium.
Likewise at Bakersfield, I wonder if there was a message sent in fuel altered. I should hope so. The true fuel altered contingents were few this year, and the bastardized version of a funny car chassis runs amok at this nostalgia event too.
Changes not so subtle have changed the makeup of the March Meet, and they have come briskly.
What all of this equals to me is just how magnificent and true to form the Meltdown Drags at Byron is. It's a six- or seven-hour drive for me, but worth every roll of the odometer to attend a drag race with 500 cars and not a single TM/FC entrant.
Our last letter from the late Norman Hechtkoff
Bracket racing is not and never will be a spectator sport. No matter how big the purse.