![]() I still carry with me the image of us on those bleachers listening to the buckling metal and the wailing engines digging in for another joust. So, this next toy is extra special to me, because what I associate it with more than anything is the Freeport Raceway, and the look on my mother’s face during the demolition derby-there was a genuine feeling of excitement and the small time nature of it made the whole thing that much more visceral. A treasure of a track and a relic of the 50s that in many ways was a home for the custom car culture of that era-the DIY community that represented the industrial equivalent of our hacking culture now. I have fond memories of the Freeport Speedway, and in 1983 in closed it’s doors for good, and sat idle for almost a decade before it was bulldozed and became-what else?-a box store. It was a lot of fun, we used to watch the smash-up derbies, the full-blown car races on a 1/5 mile track, that was pretty fast and furious. When i was a kid on Long Island we used to go to the stock car races at the Freeport Speedway every 4th of July for a good part of the ’70s. ![]()
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