It was so funny the way she described it. She said I wasn't so bad, and you should see how all the big boys jumped the gun in DU and had to redo the heat. A nice lady from the judges stand gave my dad the picture. I was dead in the water, and the current carried me over the starting line. (I think Russ getting tired of this guy). The same parent hooted and hollerred that I should be disqualified. He had the right of way according to APBA rules, I had the right of way according to maritime law. Then at Parker the next day, I was late coming out of the pits, and cut infront of Doug Martin. After much debate about whether to take the measurement at the start of the cock pit, or at the thickest point (as the rule book stated), Russ Hill >didn't disqualify<<< me. It looked thin because the length and width were over spec. The boat was 6 inches longer, and wider than spec, but it wasn't too thin. It was an ancient Sid Craft that was cut down. Next at Parker, a competitor's parent complained that my boat was too thin. That had to be the lousiest sandwich I ever ate. To make myself feel better, I made a spam sandwich. It started in Blythe 1966, when he disqualified me for being under weight after weighing me 3 times. I did have a very tumultuous experience with Russ Hill (Ron's brother and APBA) inspector. Looking back, I am amazed at the lack of bitching by the parents! There was some, but no where near Little League Baseball, Soccer, or Tournament Karate. How can I be so sure? It was from the middle of the 4th grade to end of 7th grade. I got to race from february 1965 to the 1968 Nationals. Did you live in Eugine Oregon back then, the small city with all the great track stars?
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