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It was easy to see that Sunday was going to be another good day to play
with cars. Just before we roll out on another fun tour, Kathy Collings and
Indy club president Tom Lewis conduct a brief drivers meeting.
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Twenty Miatas of a variety of vintages and colors look pretty good heading into
downtown Indianapolis. Red lights, minor congestion, and other city
attributes led to the occasional shuffling but well placed and attentive
Indy club members kept things flowing for a good look at their hometown.
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Lunch was at Dawson's On Main near
Indianapolis Motor Speed way. The track's scoring
tower and some grandstands are visible behind the cars.
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Lunch marked the end of official Cincy-Indy-Windy activities but the
Cincinnati group made one more stop at the Speedway's
Hall of Fame Museum. Racing, of course, is the primary
focus and there are plenty of purpose built race cars on display. There
are also some street cars with racing -- and Indiana -- connections. Among
them are a 1911 Cole 30 and a 1926 Apperson. The Cole Motor Car Company
called Indianapolis home while the Apperson Automobile Company operated
in Kokomo. I'd like to believe that the world would be a better place if
more cars had bunnies (OK, jackrabbits) on their hoods.
I also visited the museum in 2012 and have some pictures and memories
here.
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Cars were running on the track today but our first guess, pre-Brickyard
400 testing, was wrong. These cars are part of the
Richard Petty
Driving Experience.
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At last we come to the reason for today's title. When I realized I would
be in Indianapolis with free time, I contacted some road fan friends to
see if a get together was possible. It was and the local experts picked
Bub's
Burgers and Ice Cream as the spot. I had hoped for maybe three or four
but was delighted to be part of a group of nine. And there was another
delightful surprise, too. Of course a place with "Burgers" in
their name must make great hamburgers and Bub's certainly does. They also
make great big 'burgers. The "Big Ugly" is a one pounder the
eating of which will get your picture on the wall. That's one pound after
cooking what starts off as twenty-two ounces of ground chuck. The surprise
was that Pat Bremer was going to tackle one. He cut the monster into four
pieces and downed three of them without a pause. However, part way through
the fourth quarter, Pat begin to noticeably slow. The last few bites went
down with far less pleasure than the first few but they did go down and
friends and family (especially a brother) can now see Pat's photo on the
wall of the Zionsville Bub's.
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