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By: George Houk
In 1964-65 a good friend of mine, Dick Hoffman, a couple of other friends and I were on our way from Nashville, Tn. to Atlanta, Ga. to a Supper Stock meet. Our tow car was a 1957 Ford Ranchero and we were towing a 1964 Comet Thunderbolt.
The Rancher would only hold three of us, so one guy had to ride in the Comet. That lucky individual, we called him Rat, fell asleep for most of the trip. Dick was truly a Ford man and had been quite successful racing this car. At the time, the Comet Thunderbolt was allowed to run in the Super Stock class. Super Stock was probably one of the best classes to run and it also paid the most.
When we got to the top of Mount Eagle mountain and headed down the long and treacherous slope, the trailer and Comet started to sway. The sway got worse as we continued down the mountain. Dick asked one of us to look out the back window and see how the Comet was doing.
To my surprise, Rat had awoken and was jumping into the drivers seat and started trying to steer the Comet. When we finally got the rig to a stop, everyone got out of the cars to check on everything and each other. When Rat came over to us, we all asked him just what in the hell was he trying to do. He said something like, Hell I was trying to keep us on the road and not get killed. Dick told him that he did a great job of keeping us from going over the side of the mountain, even though the steering was not connected to the tow car or the trailer.
Needless to say, we didn’t win the race but we did make some money and make a few friends at the race, such as Dyno Don Nickelson.