Here we have #8, the Red Racer. This is in Louisville about 1963 or so. At some point after this was taken, my dad and I went flying down the driveway of our apartment building. However, we neglected to notice the freshly paved asphalt until it was too late, and we trashed Red Racer and ourselves in the process! I recall my grandfather "J" drilled a hole in the back so he could push Red Racer with a stick. My last name's hand-painted on the side just like the Indy drivers! I think there were wooden blocks attached to the pedals so I could reach 'em, too.