Rasey Feezell
Events of 45 years ago can be hard to recollect, especially the less than glorious ones, but here goes.
I'm not sure of the year but in the mid 70s, Rasey had entered a green GTA for the Daytona 24 Hour IMSA race. I was new to Alfa having recently bought Bob Lyons Ausca Duetto. Somehow Rasey and I agreed that I would co-drive for a reasonable fee and I flew south, full of hope.
I had never met Rasey, but a GTA, now that was a race car. I got to the track just as the first practice was starting and Rasey was suited up and ready to go. I waved hello and goodby and off he went. I went to the fence to watch; if he made a lap or two I can't remember, but eventually the GTA came in on the hook. Rasey was unperturbed, despite the fact that a true GTA twin plug was toast. Saying he figured that could happen, he proudly announced he had come prepared with not one, but two "race prepared" 1600 engines.
Rasey's pit crew consisted of two boys in their late teens who knew how to get the next engine out of the truck, but little else. I figured Rasey would want to turn the wrenches himself, but that illusion quickly dissipated as Rasey had brought a comfortable arm chair from which he began to give instructions on engine removal to the two boys. They were eager, but not able, to make enough progress for any practice that day, so I asked Racey if I could help.He thought that was splendid, and refreshed his drink. It was quite hot by then.
After a couple of hours, the GTA was running and Rasey was suited up again. I was beginning to wonder just when I was to get a look at the track (had never been there before) but then, Rasey had had only a lap or two, and it was his car.
Soon the car was back, I think on it's own power this time, but not all four. It had burned a hole in at least one piston and, he said, had run very hot, He thought the other engine would be a better bet.
I got back to work, and the boys were getting to be a help, and soon we'd done our second change of the day. But day was gone and it was time for night practice. Rasey thought he best test the new set-up, but I had been getting a bit apprehensive about my investment and foot my foot down. I suited up.
Anybody ever do their first practice in a slow car, at night, on a strange track, with a full field of NASCAR lookalikes that had already determined their lines ? Scary. In fact, it was scary just getting to the pit entrance as I hadn't had time to even figure that out. Truthfully, I got a little lost, so that when I got on the track, most cars had two laps in, and were up to speed. Also scary was the fact that the car wouldn't rev and the temp gauge was slowly going "no no land". Somehow , I avoided the projectiles whizzing past (I couldn't hear their profanity) and got back uninjured.
Racey, strangely, was very calm, and thought the water pump was bad when he had pulled the engine from another project, but figured all that air going through the radiator at 100 miles an hour would keep it cool.
We had a few words and I flew out the next morning.