Great racing and funny moments
The Indy 500 has provided me and the entire Borden family some of our best, most hilarious of times. My oldest brother is a pastor and he talked about the drunk who reached in our station wagon's back window to try and steal our picnic basket. Dad was sleeping behind the wheel of the car and immediately turned on the ignition and rolled up the back window trapping the perpetratour's arm. The guy yelled and somehow got his arm out and ran like mad. Then dad was over with friends and some huge motorcycle gang gathered their bikes in a circle and somebody knocked over one of the bikes and started a chair reaction domino-like disaster. Soon the motorcycle gang were wielding chains and chasing fans and anyone else unlucky enough to be around. Dad jumped on top of somebody's car to avoid being eaten by an Indiana police dog who had also joined in on the fracas. Then we had the long haired hippie who hijacked an ice-cream truck and was weaving down Georgetown and getting drilled by every full can of beer a drunk could find. In 1979 I saw an extremely drunk fat guy fall backwards off that bridge railing between turns 1 and 2 and hit with a huge thud in the mud at the bottom of that stinky creek. He would have been seriously hurt if not for that soft mud. He pulled himself up, walked back up the embankment and continued to sing with his friends. I clearly recall having some beers with friends on Georgetown one night when the Indiana State Police wrestled, yet another hippie to the ground. This guy had stolen an ABC sports golf cart and almost made it when they knocked him off.
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