You might get a kick out of this one that I some how forgot. One of those rare but magical days back in the 80's at The Fount. Two Blue and whites roll up from behind the Starting line and most people scattered like ants. There was only still a few hundred people still left with keys in hand and pants down when these two patrol cars just stopped there and smirked at each other with that look of (Wanna race?) to much delight of the crowd, me included.
I staged them for their burn outs and walked them into the gate, lined them up, gave 'em the three count and off they were with their bubbles flashing into the beautiful sunset that was so soothing against the chaos back then. I don't know who won because they were both the same colors with the lights. LOL. True story.
I think I have more stories of cops at the races, then the races themselves.
