In the late '70's, Chip Weiss was hillclimbing the old Bill McDaniels champion Bugeye. He (and my brother, against my better judgement) talked me into co-driving the Bugeye at Weatherly H.C. As I went to leave the start, it snapped the splines off of one of the axles. Fortunately, I hadn't crossed the starting beam. The officials decided this would be a good time to take lunch up the the corner workers. Chipper, my brother and myself, with the assistance of every Spridget driver present jacked the car up on the starting line, pulled the axles out and cleaned out all the broken pieces (well, all we could see, anyway) while another local racer drove to his garage for a spare axle. We slapped the rear back together, my brother and everyone else helped reassemble the car while I suited up and I strapped in just as the stewards call for the next car. Since I hadn't left the start line, I hadn't lost my eligibility for the run and I fired up the car, all 948 cc's and scooted up the hill. The icing on the story? The local radio station was broadcasting the hillclimb live all day. The announcer had filled the "dead" time of lunch by doing a play by play of the action (a first quality Ferrari pit stop, total confusion), even pushing his mike under the car for live action. I don't think we got bleeped out for our language, but I'm really not sure. At least the FCC didn't close down the station. Sprite people are the greatest people in the entire sports car world, no one has more fun than a Spridgeteer.