Dads and dirt racing

Dads and dirt racing

My great-grandfather once operated a garage in Virgil with his family until the Depression, and my grandfather ran a service station in Pierre. As a child, I would have bet money that motor oil ran through my father’s veins since it was always under his fingernails and somewhere on his shirt. As a diesel mechanic, my father showed me what skill and hard work look like, but as an engine builder, he showed me what it means to love what you do. The…