[Michael G] “Personally I never have a flutter at the races…”
My Granddaddy had a 1926 flutter he used to take to the races.
That rusty black junker could really hold the corners!
MAN, it burned the oil, though… SMOKE, I mean to tell ya!
The other racers would stay outta Granddaddy’s path as best they could
’cause he unpredictable.
One time he just turned around 180 degrees on the track and drove that flutter
into the line of cars behind him. Lapped ’em twice the wrong way.
When they pulled of the track to avoid him, he spun around again and 3-lapped ’em
to take the lead.
If if wasn’t for that dad-blamed flag-judge, he’d a won.
Made him so mad that he was disqualified he drove on out to the lake and put that
flutter of his into the deep-end by the dam.
I sure do wish I had that car.
Oh wait, maybe it was a FLIVVER.
Never-mind.
😉