FARLEY SPEEDWAY, FARLEY, IOWA
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RANLAY Racing Trackchaser Report
DAYS 4-5 – “IT’S FUN TO COME HOME (ALMOST)” TRACKCHASING TOUR
This newspaper story appeared in the Dubuque Telegraph Herald the day after my visit to the Farley Speedway.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Thrill of the chase
World's No. 1 track chaser travels all night to make Farley Speedway's Hangover 200 Enduro.
Dubuque (IA) Telegraph Herald
FARLEY, Iowa -- The world's No. 1 ranked track chaser decided long ago he'd get a good long rest when he's dead.
Randy Lewis has a record to protect.
Lewis drove through the night Sunday morning from Kershaw, South Carolina to Richmond, Va.. He catnapped in 18-degree weather as he waited for a 6 a.m. red eye to Chicago's O'Hare International Airport. The Californian then hopped in a rental car and drove 200 miles westward.
His destination: Farley Speedway, home of Sunday's Hangover 200 Enduro race and "the only place racing on Jan. 3," Lewis said.
After Lewis retired from Proctor & Gamble seven years ago, he became a racing gypsy following the map around the world to new tracks he hadn't seen.
His mission: Protect his standing as the world's top track chaser. Lewis' passion has taken him to 1,518 tracks in 35 countries and all 50 states. Last year alone, Lewis journeyed 263,000 miles, hitting 117 tracks.
"It got into probably a bigger hobby than I imagined," said Lewis, an Illinois native who fell in love with racing while watching action at his home track, Peoria Speedway. “Track chasing is all about the track. I hope they have good racing where I’m going to, but it's not a requirement. I'm trying to be someplace where I've never been before."
The 57-year-old Lewis is working feverishly to stay comfortably ahead of Madison, Wis.'s Ed Esser, the world's No. 2 track chaser who has hit 1,251 tracks.
"It's a competition with others," Lewis said.
And when you love racing, you'll sleep in your car in 18-degree weather.
"It's not as easy as it looks, but if you have a passion, it's fun, and I have a passion for this," Lewis said.
Six degree temperatures and a wind chill of minus 9 greeted the 37 drivers daring enough to lineup for the second annual Hangover 200 Enduro.
"(Thirty-seven) brave souls challenging the Arctic tundra," promoter Keith Simmons joked.
The brave and crazy ranged from fearless 12-year-old Hailey Roth of Livingston, Wis., who completed 104 laps with her father riding shotgun, to former Yankee Dirt Track Classic champion Jeremiah Hurst.
Wisconsin's Matt Rowe pocketed the $500 winner's check, pouncing into the lead when leader Brannon Bechen, of Bernard, Iowa, stalled out of a red flag restart with nine minutes left in the two-hour time limit race.
GREETINGS FROM FARLEY, IOWA
The far and away highlight of this trip was the people. …………..details in “The People”.
The logistics of getting to and from Iowa were challenging to say the least.................more in “The Trip”.
What was the one thing that was “less than good” today? …………..details in “The Objective”.
THINGS YOU MIGHT HAVE NOTICED HAD YOU BEEN PAYING MORE ATTENTION IN SCHOOL
THE BEST READERS IN RACING TAKE TIME TO CONTRIBUTE
From Mr. Sabo down Florida way.
“Hey, I looked up "obsession" in the dictionary and the same picture of you in the Dubuque Telegraph was there.”
From Kindred Powell also from Florida.
Kin was answering a question I asked after observing a “fat-liter” for sale sign in a South Carolina front yard.
“Fatlighter is very flammable pine which is used for kindling.”
SEE THE PHOTOS; ENJOY THE PHOTOS
If you would like to see photos from today’s trackchasing adventure go to www.ranlayracing.com, click on the “Trackchaser Reports” tab and then click on “#1,518 Farley Speedway” for the pictures and stories. Often the pictures tell a different story than the words.
THE OBJECTIVE, THE TRIP, THE PEOPLE…AND A WHOLE LOT MORE
You can go home!
I’ve never believed in the saying, “You can’t go home again”. Today I went back to Illinois and then Iowa just as I have done hundreds of times in the past. Of course, “You can go home again”. Some things change and many things don’t. There will be good things and there will be less than good things to encounter.
What could have been better?
First, let me cover the “less than good things”. There’s really only one that I can think of. The weather in Iowa in the winter absolutely sucks with a capital “S”. When my plane landed this morning my iPhone Weather app told me it was -11 degrees Fahrenheit in Farley, Iowa this afternoon’s destination. By race time, it had “warmed” to 3 degrees Fahrenheit. Of course, the “wind chill” (for my San Clemente golfing friends) that’s a weird combination of temperature and wind, told me it still felt like it was well below zero.
I lived in this climate for the first 23 years of my life. All I can say is “I didn’t know any better”. Now that I do, (I’ve lived in southern California for 30 years) I DO know better. I am very qualified to judge Midwestern weather. It sucks…..so bad. However, this was one of the very best trackchasing days of my life. How could that be? I’ll tell you much more about that in the “People” section of this report. This part of my day would be the highlight.
Yes, I am living MY dream.
I ran into a local newspaper reporter today who asked me, “How does it feel to be living your dream? You have the lifestyle everyone dreams about having”. First of all, I’m living my dream and love it. However, I don’t think many others would want to do what I do week in and week out. The last 24 hours might bear that out.
This is how I got here today.
Before arriving at the Farley Speedway, here’s what happened. I had shown up at the Hanging Rock Speedway in Kershaw, South Carolina at 12 noon on Saturday. I hung around there in balmy temperatures of about 35 degrees until 7 p.m. They ended up canceling their races before any “trackchasing countable” cars hit the track when the dirt racing surface “froze over”.
It was now 7 p.m. Eastern time on Saturday. I had to be in Farley, Iowa at 1 p.m. Central time on Sunday. I had 19 hours to cover 1,022 driving miles. I guess I could have driven it, but that idea didn’t seem very appealing. I searched all over the southeast to see what location might allow me to fly into Chicago. From there I could realistically drive 183 miles over to Farley.
However, the “Christmas Holiday Rush” was still in progress at our nation’s airports. People were now returning home from their Christmas journeys. The flights and airports were jammed. I could return my rental car just about anywhere I wanted. I had picked it up on New Year’s Eve in Orlando, Florida. I considered dropping the car in Charlotte, Greensboro or Raleigh-Durham all in North Carolina. Charleston, South Carolina and Washington, D.C. also made this list before being rejected. I settled on Richmond, Virginia.
Richmond was a stout 354 miles drive northward from Kershaw, South Carolina. I left the Gamecock state and arrived into state capital of the Commonwealth of Virginia at 1:30 a.m. on Sunday. It was 17 degrees. My flight from Richmond left for Chicago at 6 a.m. I would need to be at the airport by 5 a.m. That was less than four hours from the time I had arrived in Richmond. Getting a hotel room for less than four hours didn’t make much sense. Most people who might “admire” my lifestyle probably aren’t thinking about the “plan” when it’s 17 degrees and there isn’t time to get a hotel.
Sleeping overnight in my car with the temps in the teens isn’t the best.
I don’t like to sleep in my car overnight. Who would? I’m 6’3” tall and reclining the front seat of my Chrysler Sebring rental car is not exactly like sleeping overnight in a NASCAR driver’s motor coach. We also have the safety factor (Carol doesn’t like me doing this) and tonight the temperature issue. I chose a “Pilot Truck Stop” near a Wendy’s drive-thru entrance. This allowed for just enough traffic to help with the safety factor. I got used to each hungry driver’s headlights illuminating my car’s interior as they approached the drive-thru.
When I got cold, it woke me up. Then I turned on the car’s heater for warmth. I guess I could have just froze to death, but then, as an astute reader, you could deduce I never would have made it to today’s track. In addition, this method of sleeping over night doesn’t do much for my gas mileage. Finally, at 4:30 a.m. I couldn’t take it any longer and drove the last couple of miles to the Richmond airport.
I was trying to sneak on a fully booked flight.
I mentioned that today’s flights were full coming and going everywhere. The plane that might take me from Richmond to Chicago held 50 passengers. My “proprietary research” told me the airlines had sold 51 tickets on the plane. I was the only person that would be flying standby. That meant two people had to change their plans, oversleep or get lost on the way to the airport in order for me to get on this plane. If I didn’t make this plane, I could not get to Farley, Iowa on time. At that point, I would begin to redirect my efforts toward simply returning home to California.
Would you really want to do this?
O.K., if you’re reading this and “admiring my lifestyle” you have just slept overnight in 17-degree weather in your rental car. Now you’re counting on the “laziness of your fellow man” to get you on the airplane. I have a good deal of experience with “flying standby”. I’ve done it more than 400 times. I was confident I would get on the plane. I love early morning flights because I know that some people drink too much the night before. Some don’t have the discipline to get out of bed at four o’clock in the morning. Others are of the “dog ate my homework” variety. I needed at least two of those folks to miss their plane (even though they had purchased tickets) and they did. I made it to Chicago and then onto my destination in Farley, Iowa.
After the races……………..
I was lucky to have spent most of this race afternoon in the relative comfort of the Farley Speedway announcing tower. Outside on the track the wind chill temperature was below zero. However, the enclosed tower had two space heaters. These heaters were powerful enough to probably heat the Astrodome. That meant we were dealing with near 90-degree temps in the press box. Whatever….it was better than being outside.
Following the races I made the nearly 200-mile drive back to Illinois. I would stay the night in DeKalb at my sister Becky’s home. Her husband Bob and daughter Jennifer joined us for a pizza at Pizza Villa. Pizza Villa is a special place. It’s special because I used to deliver pizzas from here back in my college days. More on that in the “People” section.
On Monday morning, I awoke at 4:30 a.m. (2:30 a.m. San Clemente time) to begin my long and uncertain trek back to sunny Southern California. No one else in the house was up at this hour. I wasn’t looking forward to getting out in the sub-zero cold and making the early morning drive to Chicago’s O’Hare airport.
With the “Christmas travel rush” still going strong, all of the non-stop flights from Chicago to Los Angeles were well overbooked. I had to find someplace where I could make an interim stop if I were going to get home today. That place turned out to be Albuquerque, New Mexico. I did a four hour layover in Albuquerque before making it back to Los Angeles. If you get to the Albuquerque airport, don’t miss the La Hacienda Mexican restaurant. It earns a RANLAY Racing Money Back Guarantee. This place is fantastic. I had the Posoles stew. If was hot enough to make my bald spot itch and I don’t even have a bald spot.
I had taken a chance traveling on a standby basis during the Christmas rush. The good thing was that I got to see my stepfather in Florida and my sister and her family in Illinois. I also met several nice people in Iowa and had the chance to eat a Pizza Villa pizza. The only drawback to the trip was being iced out in South Carolina.
Today I made contact with a “who’s who” of my friends.
The far and away highlight of this trip was the people. I know that most of my readers won’t know these folks but I do. I would interact with so many friends, family and new friends that it made this one particular frigid day one of the best trackchasing days I can remember in a long-time. Permit me to cover some of the people that made my day.
- Whenever I’m in a particular area I enjoy calling people I know who live nearby. I don’t need to be in Illinois to call someone from Illinois since my cell minutes are all “free”. However, it just feels better when I do it this way.
Stan Logan and I lived next door to each other during our freshman year in the Stevenson South dormitory on the campus of Northern Illinois University. The year was 1967. That’s some 43 years ago! We lived next to each other because the school had the creative policy of housing incoming freshmen alphabetically by their last name! Stan and I have maintained contact all this time. He’s been camping with our kids for the World of Outlaws sprint races in Santa Marina, California and much much more. It’s always fun to talk to Stan.
- Pryce lives in northwestern Illinois. He and I are golfing partners having played together many times in both California and Illinois. However when I made phone contact with him he wasn’t at home. He and his family were driving back from a Christmas vacation in Florida. I was able to share my newest iPhone “app”. It’s called “Hear Planet”. This app allows me to enter just about any town in America and hear an audio explanation about the area I’m visiting. How cool is that! I first started using it today. Maybe Pryce’s young sons P.T. and Eli learned something special about their surroundings as they traveled the highways on their trip today.
- Sandy is the person who answered the phone today at the Farley Speedway when I called. She started the ball rolling for my special day at the track. I had to call her after I landed at the O’Hare airport. I couldn’t rent a car and drive nearly 400 miles round-trip until I confirmed they were indeed racing in sub-zero temps today. She told me they were racing! I told her I was driving over from Chicago after flying in from Richmond, Virginia to see their racing. I also told her that I wanted to meet her boss and the track’s promoter, Keith Simmons. More about why I wanted to do that soon. I’ll bet Sandy didn’t get many calls like mine today.
When I arrived at the track, I found “Sandy”. I paid my $10 admission and also spent a dollar on some “hand warmers” the track was selling. Sandy assigned me to suite 13 at the track. In the summer, this would have been a great place to watch the race. However, today the suites, that stood atop the main grandstand, were unheated. That meant it would still be 3 degrees in the suite. To top it off the huge glass window was heavily frosted over and I didn’t have anything to scrape the frost off with.
I returned to the warmth of the “Palace Ballroom” where Sandy was still selling tickets. I asked if I could meet the track’s announcer who I had been hearing speak over the Farley Speedway’s quality P.A. system. Sandy was very cooperative and soon summoned “Kevin”.
- Kevin was a helpful man who normally works as a “scorer” at the Farley track. Kevin’s been scoring all over Iowa for a very long-time. However, today the cars would use “electronic transponders” and human scorers weren’t needed. He would be the “track steward” today. The person in that position pretty much runs things on the track.
Kevin remembered my name from the “Darrell Dake tribute” that appears on my website at www.ranlayracing.com. I also did a large piece about Darrell’s career in the Hawkeye Racing News when Kyle Ealy was the editor. In Iowa, the Hawkeye Racing News has been and continues to be the “racing Bible”. Kevin and I would be around each other all afternoon. He soon took me to meet “The boss”. No, I’m not talking about Bruce Springsteen but “Keith Simmons”.
- There are lots of big names I’ve heard for years in racing of people I’ve never met. Keith Simmons is one of those names. Keith owns and operates “SPI Promotions”. SPI promotes racing at three Iowa tracks including the West Liberty Speedway, Dubuque Speedway and the Farley Speedway. There might not be a promoter in the entire world who has three better tracks than this group under their control.
Keith was also the car owner for race driver Tom Hearst. Tom was the first ever NASCAR National short track stock car champion back in 1982. I was out of the Midwest during this time, but read story after story of the success Keith and Tom Hearst were having. However, my reason for meeting Keith Simmons had nothing to do with the above.
I knew that Keith Simmons had built a replica car of my racing hero Darrell Dake’s mid-60s Ford Fairlane racecar. I was hoping to see it. When Kevin introduced me to Keith, Keith knew why I was here. Word travels fast in Iowa when a California boy visits.
Unfortunately, the cowboy hatted Keith had bad news for me. The Darrell Dake replica car wasn’t on the Farley Speedway property today. He was storing it somewhere else in town. He offered to show it to me after the races, but my schedule wouldn’t permit that. I’ll have to come back to the Farley Speedway to see that special car at another time. You can see the car, under construction, amongst the pictures featured (about 100 in total) at the “Darrell Dake - in Memory” page at www.ranlayracing.com.
It was fun meeting Keith. I watched him drive the “crash car”, which was really an old pickup truck during today’s race. When a car became disabled on the track, rather than slow the race with a yellow or red flag, Keith drove the “crash car” out on the track and pushed the problem away. He did this while the full 37-car field raced around him. He didn’t wear a crash helmet but simply his cowboy hat. Yes, it was fun meeting Keith Simmons. I wish him and his crew all the best in 2010.
By the way, Stock Car Racing magazine did an interview with Keith Simmons a few years ago. I found it very interesting to see Keith’s connection to NASCAR stars such as Davey Allison, Mark Martin and Jeff Gordon. Keith worked in the NASCAR engine business with much success before returning to his dirt track roots. Here’s the link:
- Doug was the only person I met today that I already had a “hanging file folder on”. Yes, if you were to walk into the headquarters office of RANLAY Racing in San Clemente, California you would find a file with the name “Doug Haack” on it. Back in 1990, I bought several old time photos from Doug. Actually, I bought every photo of Darrell Dake that he had. Doug runs a business called Vintage Racing Photos (www.vintageracingphotos.net) to this day that features vintage racing photos.
Some of the photos in my Darrell Dake tribute were pictures I bought from Doug. I also purchased several pictures of my boyhood Peoria Speedway heroes from him. I probably last talked to Doug on the phone some 15-20 years ago. During that conversation he told me, he bought the entire collection of pictures from Iowa’s famous racing photog “Beetle Bailey”. As memory tells me Doug “bought about three Chevy Chevettes full of photos for $500” from Beetle as he wound down his career.
I think I remember my phone meeting with Doug more than he remembered talking to me. However, like most Iowa race fans Doug remembered me from my Darrell Dake tribute. Doug’s main contribution to the racing world has been as a starter. For years, he flagged races all over the Midwest. However, today Doug was the track’s announcer. I don’t know the regular Farley Speedway announcer but I do know this. He had better protect his job. Doug does a great job announcing. He’s sort of comical, folksy as well as knowledgeable. Doug, it was great seeing you. I think you have a great future and new career opportunity as an announcer.
- Today was a day for meeting up with people who I’ve heard about in the Midwestern racing world but never met. Larry was one of those racing people. I grew up in East Peoria, Illinois. However in 1967 I went off to college and then to the Marine Corps. In 1973, I left the area for good as a resident. It was about that time that Larry began his career in Peoria as a racing writer. He is affectionately known as “The Scoop”.
Larry knew so many people from the Peoria area racing world that I knew. I grew up side by side with Allen Automotive’s Bobby Allen. Bobby and I lived just 2-3 doors apart on Doering Avenue. We spent hours and hours playing basketball and racing model cars in my driveway. I was there the day their garage burned down (and part of their house) with their Peoria Speedway champion stock car inside.
Larry and I spent some time reminiscing about the old National Industrial Basketball League (NIBL) Caterpillar Cats basketball team as well as the hometown Pekin Lettes women’s softball team. We were also fans of the Bradley Braves basketball squad. Back in the day, the Peoria area had some outstanding sports action to watch. It was great meeting Larry. This will bring special meaning when I read a “Larry Bonz” race story in the future.
- Speaking of newspaper people I met Clete Campbell of the Dubuque Telegraph Herald today. Clete covers racing in the area for the paper. He both looks and talks like NASCAR’s Ray Everham. The resemblance is uncanny. Clete did an interview with me about my trackchasing hobby. It appeared in the January 4th addition and might still be able to be seen at www.thonline.com. As with most of my media interviews, I post them on my website at www.ranlayracing.com under the “Media Contacts” tab. Clete, nice meeting you and good luck with your race reporting.
- I spent most of the frigid afternoon up in the announcing tower. Up there it was warm, almost too warm. Folks would come in and out of the tower frequently. Toward the end of the race, I struck up a conversation with a man. At first, I didn’t get his name but he sure knew a lot about the old time racers. Finally, I asked him who he was. It was loud in the booth and I didn’t get his first name. Nevertheless, I was impressed. This man was John Connolly’s son.
In today’s sporting world, I don’t really have any heroes. I do know that when I was a fifth and sixth grade basketball player, a friend’s parents took us to our local high school’s basketball games. At the time, those guys were just like NBA players to me. I guess my next set of heroes, beyond the New York Yankees of the late 50s and early 60s were the Iowa dirt track racing stars of the late 60s and early 70s. One of those men was John Connolly. John was a fierce competitor of Darrell Dake’s and won several feature races that I saw.
John’s son had tons of special stories to tell me today. I really enjoyed talking to him. He had pitted for Iowa star Gary Webb. He mentioned that Gary and Ed Sanger were the very best at “making a living” while racing the short tracks. Many of these drivers raced 5-6 times a week and that was their full-time job. He also told me that “appearance money” was a regular motivating factor to get these Iowa short track racing heroes to visit one track over another.
Of course, he had some special Darrell Dake memories to share. He mentioned that the racing press always portrayed his dad John and Darrell Dake as the fiercest of competitors when, in fact, they were the very best of friends. Sadly, John Connolly died of a heart attack while in a racecar at the young age of 46.
John’s son had some very complimentary things to say about Darrell Dake and his wife Laverle. He told me that despite their traveling long distances in non-air conditioned cars and trucks, they always arrived looking “like movie stars” without a hair out of place. I would love to have shared in these experiences at that level. It must have been great.
Becky, Bob and Jennifer Brown
- Following the race, I drove 159 miles from the track to DeKalb, Illinois. There I would stay the night at my sister Becky’s home. Her husband Bob and daughter Jennifer joined me for a pizza at Pizza Villa. I spent four years living in windy and cold DeKalb from 1967-1971 while attending and then graduating from Northern Illinois University.
The Pizza Villa restaurant was a special treat. When I went to pay the bill I reminded the young clerk that I had delivered pizzas for Pizza Villa some 40 years ago! Could that possibly be? I feel like I’m only 35 years old today. I don’t believe my statement had much impact on the cashier. I easily could have said I delivered pizzas from here EIGHTY years ago. I think the response would have been the same, “That’ll be $37.85 sir”.
I did see one of the brother owners, “Larry” back in the kitchen just as I have since the day I delivered my last pizza (1971) and every time I have come back to visit. Talk about spending time in the office! Pizza Villa’s income helped me pay for my entire four-year college education without a single penny of debt facing me when I left DeKalb.
From there we ventured out in the DeKalb sub-freezing weather for a nice round of family visiting back at the house. I had to excuse myself at an early 10:30 p.m. I had experienced a long day. My Monday morning wake-up call would come at 4:30 a.m. (2:30 a.m. San Clemente time) where I would begin a battle to get back to California with other holiday weary travelers.
Do you want my lifestyle?
I don’t know if anyone would want to have my lifestyle or not. For me, I absolutely enjoy it. That’s the great thing about being retired. You can’t blame how you spend time on what your boss expects of you or anything else. If, in retirement, you don’t like what you’re doing, you have just one person to blame. That would be yourself. I don’t have that problem. I love every minute of this adventure.
FARLEY SPEEDWAY (INNER OVAL), FARLEY, IOWA
Overall, this was an excellent racing day.
Seeing a stock car race in Iowa on the first Saturday in January is very unusual. One might expect it to be very cold in the Midwest during the first week of the year. It sure was!
Nevertheless, seeing 37 four-wheel drive stock cars racing on a quarter mile frozen dirt and snow-covered track offered plenty of action. The race was scheduled for 200 laps or two hours whichever came first. I think the winner completed just less than the 200 laps when the time limit came into play.
The Farley Speedway is an excellent racing facility. They have plenty of grandstand seating. There are also V.I.P. suites that sit atop the grandstands. The “Palace Ballroom” is adjacent to the grandstand area. This is a huge indoor building suitable for large groups of as many as 900. I know they have hosted the “Iowa Legends” stock car driver gala in the Palace Ballroom. I would loved to have been there for that.
I was surprised at the amount of side by side racing today. From my view up in the press box, the drivers were on the gas all the way round this inner oval. The track was slick and there were numerous spins. Only on rare occasions was the yellow/red flag thrown. Most of the time promoter Keith Simmons drove the “crash car” (he was actually driving a pickup truck) onto the track to shove a disable car out of harm’s way. I saw him several times driving fast down the backstretch amongst the throng on enduro competitors. Don’t miss my photos of this adventure at www.ranlayracing.com.
Being able to watch this race in the comfort of the press box made all the difference in my enjoying the races today. It was fun to see and hear all of the comments being made by the announcer Doug Haack and his sidekick Larry Bonz. Folks were coming and going inside the tower all the time and the conversation was great.
Overall, the enduro racing was excellent. I see all types of racing from NASCAR Sprint Cup all the way down to the lowest and slowest figure 8 racing. I like enduros. They usually bring a full field of cars, don’t have a lot of yellow flags and do their share of beatin’ and bangin’. I like that.
I still maintain that Iowa has the nicest people (along with Minnesota and Nebraska) of anywhere I visit. I also believe that, track for track, Iowa has the best stock car racing of any state in the country. I’ve seen ‘em all so I feel qualified to make that comment.
The “Old” Farley Speedway is one of the 72 tracks I saw prior to 1980 when I began recording every track visit that I made. Then in 1992, I re-visited the outer oval of the “New” Farley Speedway. They were essentially one and the same track. This afternoon I made my first ever visit to the inner oval at Farley. This was my 72nd lifetime track to see in Iowa. Ed Esser leads Jack Erdmann for the state lead here 84-83. I’m holding on to third place in the Hawkeye state.
I still show 22 tracks remaining to be seen in Iowa. Most of those are county fair figure 8 tracks. I only have three Iowa tracks that race on a regularly scheduled basis. That’s too bad as Iowa is my all-time favorite state for great short track racing.
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Los Angeles, CA – Orlando, FL – 2,218 miles
RENTAL CAR #1
Orlando International Airport – trip begins
Auburndale, FL – 62 miles
Kershaw, SC – 612 miles
Richmond International Airport – 986 miles – trip ends
Richmond, VA – Chicago, IL – 640 miles
RENTAL CAR #2
O’Hare International Airport – trip begins
Farley, IA – 189 miles
O’Hare International Airport – 419 miles – trip ends
Chicago, IL – Albuquerque, NM – 1,118 miles
Albuquerque, NM – Los Angeles, CA - 671 miles
Total Air miles – 4,648 (4 flights)
Total auto and air miles traveled on this trip – 5,678 miles*
*Counting only 2010 travel miles
TRACK ADMSSION PRICES:
Auburndale Speedway – No charge
Hanging Rock Kartway - $10
Farley Speedway - $10
Total racetrack admissions for the trip – $20
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LIFETIME TRACKCHASER COMPARISONS
There are no trackchasers currently within 200 tracks of my lifetime total.
1. Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California – 1,518
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