[Billy Nees]

I did exactly the opposite. Spent the first 40 years of my life in northern New Jersey not being able to park my racecar in front of my house let alone run it. Now, I live on a farm, in a beautiful valley on a 12 mile long dead-end road in central Pennsylvania. I run race motors whenever I want to and have been known to make a lap-or-two up and down said road and don't have to answer to anybody (but my sweetie). Heaven!