Dale, with all due respect to the AWB Chevy II, brought the house in round three, with a full 300 shot out of the hole, and bumping the second system in the middle of the track. When he returned to the pits, his hand was shaking when he read the slip, "9.14-141.8, whew! It makes a wild sound in the engine when I grab the second one!"
"I call it a wail, myself, I know exactly what you're talking about!" I added. John took on the unenviable task of cleaning up the engine, and engine bay. The Gremlin doesn't have a vacuum system, and on a hard bottle pass pushes oil out of almost every crevice on the 440, Dale likes to refer to it as "horsepower sweat".