Holy moly.
When I was a young man, a buddy took me to a remote dirt track for the races and introduced me to his friend that was racing. The cars were beaters, the only money spent was in the motors, and the field was kept level by a rule that anyone could buy your car for some... $5-600(?). I said 'I'd love to try that sometime.' To my amazement he guy said, 'sure thing, I run first, the wife runs the powderpuff, and you can run third race. I watched with anticipation.... but during the powderpuff, his wife left the track airborne over the berm and rolled the car. She was OK but shaken, but the car was FUBAR..... and thus ended my racing career.
