by waaytoomuchintothis » Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:46 am
It was a long time ago. In 1962, my folks gave me an Aurora Thunderjet Figure 8 set with a gray Falcon and a red Fairlane in it. We moved all the time, and by 1965, we lived in Canada, the first place we had been where there were long winters and basements- the perfect formula for slot cars! One of the guys at my father's work, an architect, had built an elaborate track in his basement with his brother, and it was amazing. They all ran 1/32 vac bodies, 1930-1943, some with very detailed paint, some just painted one color, and all the chassis were brass, hand crafted, heavy, and completely original. Most of the motors were Pittmans, but there was one huge Kemtron that had come from an HO locomotive.
Later that same year, I went to a commercial track, and I was introduced to Mabuchi motors and Monogram kits, as well as the Aurora K&B kits with those Challenger and Super Challenger motor/drive units. I saved up paper route money (you haven't seen cold until you deliver newspapers at 4am in Ontario when you come from Louisiana bayou), to buy a Monogram Ferrari Spyder kit, then a Cooper Ford, and a Ferrari 250LM over the course of a year and a half. Along the way I bought an MRRC controller with the exotic extra- brakes (a third wire that was connected by a hex nut on the top of the thumb controller)!
Over the years, super fast crap that didn't look anything like cars took over, and it wasn't fun anymore, and we moved again to a place where slot car tracks were far across a huge city from our place, and I retired my slot car stuff. I went off to school and college, and when I looked for my slot car stuff years later, my father had done something with them and they were gone. I still have the controller (I suspect he didn't know what that was), but that's all. I found a Cox 1/24 magnesium chassis in a box years later, but I don't know what could have become of it since.
I continued to read the magazines from time to time, but it wasn't until I retired that I regained my slot car mania. I met Jenny and her Father, Eugene in a parking lot and connected to slot cars again. So, from 2002 to the present, I've been an addict with more time to spend on slot cars than I ever dreamed. HRW is a big part of this happy ending. By the time we moved to this site (we is a funny word there- I should say ...by the time Harry moved us), I had thousands of posts, and that's after years of not being a member, just lurking. I remember when so many of us first joined, and I miss people who have left the hobby for one sad reason or another, even though I never met them in person.