The H.D.A. Clash At Kalamazoo
In 1953 at the age of 19 this young enthusiast reported on a "race" in his back yard. In a parody of what was then race reporting, he etched for history a battle among friends.
Two of my three youthful best friends were Steve Monroe and Johnny Vermeulen. The latter lived next door, at the top of a long semi-severe decline into a valley. While I was swanning about at MIT in my MG TC, they had both built hot rods. At the end of 1952 they used that slope for an impromptu hill climb and I snapped their efforts. I accompanied my ph…
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