[Dirty Harry]

The LCS had a very familiar feel to it. Much was unchanged about this very enjoyable weekend.

Thursday was a brutally hot day to travel in a Cobra replica, so a dip in the Super 8 pool was the first order of business. Yogi, you need to clean some of the floating debris out of that water. After cooling off, we drove into Columbus to pick a repair part from Jegs. Upon arriving back at the hotel, I was going to let the car cool off before putting the cover on for the night. While I was waiting, the sky opened up and let forth a Midwestern duck drowner and water was everywhere.

Friday, however, dawned pretty and calm. We opted for the Hocking Hills scenic drive. It is, in fact scenic, and a good place to drive cars like ours. It's an interesting tour, if you're appreciative of nature. On the way back, a deer stood on the side of the road and watched us approach, finally running away at the last minute. I kept thinking about how long that windshield frame would hold up if Bambi came sliding up over the hood scoop.

Quaker Steak and Lube was just like always, with good food, great atmosphere, and lots of friendly car conversation. This is a car guy's exquisite dining at its best. I had the "fried everything" sampler platter.

The byob event under the tent consisted of a silent auction for the charity and some good music by The Detours. There were about 13 cars from Canada, and those folks seemed to have a great time, and it was great to have them there.

Saturday was much like the a normal LCS Saturday. We lined up at the truck stop, put a little shine on the cars with our favorite products, and paraded into town in an orderly fashion, thanks to OCC and local law enforcement. The car show was laid back and relaxing. Several people paused to look the cars over and ask questions. More than 300 passes were made on the "dragstrip" as drivers tried to vulcanize some rubber into London's Main Street. Even racing legand Bob Bondurant made several bonzai passes.

Under the big top that evening we enjoyed some great barbequed pork, beef, and chicken and I felt perfectly carnivorous after my day in London. Mr. Bondurant took us down memory lane to a time when cars were cars and racers were real men and when racing was SO fun to watch. Bob's been a lot of places and done a lot of things we'd all have liked to have done.

Some more money was raised for our favorite charity at the auction and then they drew for the car. I came SO close AGAIN to winning, but once again wound up tied for second place in the car drawing. So, my Daytona coupe went to a guy from Ross, OH. He seemed like a good guy to get it though, if I couldn't have it.

A stack of high-velocity pancakes fueled our bellies before we left Sunday morning. The weather was fine. The traffic was light. The gauges all read what they should, and I really enjoyed the drive home.

This event takes a lot of work to organize and execute. The work of a very few is enjoyed by many. All of us that attended owe the OCC a big thanks. Hopefully, a nice sum can be turned over to charity to eradicate a nasty childhood disease, too.

Great job again, everyone!