Never Be Afraid

[Jack Matyas]

So its Summer in the mid-seventies and to me that meant Englishtown and class runoffs -something I wouldn't miss for the world .Friday afternoon I made it to the semis in class but that run had its problems for sure .Can you imagine me with a stick? Yep , I was then racing my trusty '73 Ventura with a 4 speed and during that semi run I managed to miss third gear so I put 'er in high and cruised to a win .

That night while at the campfire with friends ( yes, we camped outside ) the guys were asking what I had in mind for the class final runoff the next morning .I had nothing as a spare trans wasn't something I carried or could afford .One of them stood up and said he had the answer and soon a couple of them were gone .Three hours later they returned and unloaded a shiny four speed and announced lets get it up in the air .The next morning things went as planned and I won class .I never did find out exactly where that trans came from but they headed toward New York when they left . All the names I've left out on purpose but I'm sure none were afraid ...........