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Everyone so far has better stories than mine but here goes: when I was 13 or so I was hanging around Earl Howell's house while he was working on the 29.  He was short handed so he asked me to climb in and work the throttle while he was tuning the carbarator.  My most vivid memory is the flames that kept shooting out of the carb. 

The other car I "sat in" was Jim Ramm's 03, steering it while Jim and brother Billy pushed it into the garage.