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I was about 3 or 4, when my Dad mentioned the "Rat Race". And, I was pissed off that he went to watch the rats race, and wouldn't take me. Now, of course at that age, I had this event pictured as an old time painting of rats wearing leather goggles, and their tongues flapping in the wind , while driving early Indy roadsters, like Offenhausers.
Funny!
When I first started to read I’d see signs along the road, Fill Wanted. Was always curious why people would only want a kid named ‘Fill’. Eventually I learned about Phil.