Legends Day Foul Up

Actually I had decided that I had nothing really worthy of posting today. Susan got some great photos of the Driver’s Meeting this morning that she is probably going to post up here later this evening. But something happened today that infuriated me, so I decided to go off on a rant here.

After the vintage cars ran this morning, I went over to the museum with my brother and his bunch to see the static display of all the beautiful historic restored cars in the parking lot on the east side of the museum.

Among the many beautiful cars was the Bardahl Eagle driven by Lloyd Ruby to a twelfth place finish in 1966. This car was pristine and gorgeous. The inside of the cockpit was adorned with red leather (maybe vinyl) as well as the seat. I stooped down to take a photo of the distinctive Eagle nose.


I then walked around to the other side of the car where my nephew was standing. It was then that this despicable and repugnant kid appeared. I say kid, but he was probably in his very early twenties. He had a beer in his hand, but so did a lot of people and they didn’t do what this guy did. I didn’t really think anything about him until I noticed that he had reached into the cockpit. I was in the process of telling my nephew that there is always one (expletive) in every crowd, when it happened.

I don’t know if he was drunk or stupid or both. This cretin inexplicably reached into the cockpit, opened a covered switch and pushed the button for the fire-extinguisher. The entire well-tailored cockpit that I had just been admiring was suddenly covered in foam. It wasn’t limited to the cockpit. It blew over the engine and coated the exhaust pipes on the rear of the car.

The moron tried in vain to keep pushing the button thinking it would cut off. He didn’t realize that once it’s going, it goes until it’s emptied.

A couple of the crew guys for the car came over to identify who did it. It didn’t require a whole lot of detective work. All of us standing around quickly pointed him out. The owner of the car came over and threw out a few more expletives as he tried to escort him away. The idiot resisted and the owner of the car shoved him. After that, the fool said something to the effect of “…hey man, I’m sorry, but you don’t need to touch me”. When the owner heard this petulant scum say that – he lunged at him and shoved him again, telling he and his friend that they both needed to leave immediately (that’s the cleaned-up version). He left while still mouthing off as if he was the victim.

The crew pushed the car back under the tent. Before they cleaned it up, this was the foam residue left in the parking lot where the beautiful car had been just a few minutes earlier.


The crew of the car worked feverishly to clean up the mess. These weren’t just harmless soap bubbles. This was a chemical foam designed to extinguish flames and save lives, with no regard to what damage it might do to the finish of a car or its interior.


Some might say that the owner overreacted. I don’t think so. I think the guy got off easy. Some people would have strangled him and deservedly so. What goes through someone’s mind to think it’s a good idea to go up to a priceless restored vintage race car that is over fifty years old and reach in to start flipping switches and pushing buttons, when you have no idea what they do?

I talked to some of the crew guys and they said that the owner is really one of the nicest and most gentle-natured guy they know. He said he has personally picked up five year-old kids and placed them in the cockpit himself. They are normally well-behaved, unlike this bloke.

I know I’m preaching to the choir here. People that come to this site are well-behaved and knowledgeable race fans and would never think about doing such a thing. But, if by chance you bring a friend to the track with you – please make sure they know that things like this are HANDS OFF.

Susan’s post will be up late this afternoon. There’s lots of good photos of drivers that she got, so please check back later this evening. We will call it an early evening, because tomorrow, we will be up here at the crack of dawn – so please follow along then. Check back later.

George Phillips

9 Responses to “Legends Day Foul Up”

  1. Matthew Lawrenson Says:

    I’m sorry you had to see that. I doubt whether I would have controlled myself so we’ll had I done so. I’m someone who gets upset if I see plants and trees vandalised in my local park.

    As a great man once said “Sad really, isn’t it? People spend all their time making nice things, and other people come along and break them.”

  2. Ron Ford Says:

    That poor excuse for a human being SOB should have been beaten within a inch of his life, then tased, and foamed.

  3. Jeez! What a moron. I started to hit the “like” button above and I thought, no way do I like that!

    And I agree with Matthew, I may have rabbit punched dude right behind his ear! No way did the owner of that piece of auto-art overreact. Hopefully the moron was arrested, or at least escorted by law from the grounds.

  4. They walk among us.

  5. Did you get a photo of this guy ? He will be back tomorrow . Morons like him go to the IMS for a Beer Picnic not a race . I say he is from right here in central Indiana ? Just a hunch ?

    • Ed Emmitt Says:

      The thing I don’t like is that the IMS is promoting this kind of behavior and it stinks for us real fans.

  6. James T Suel Says:

    It’s hard to belive some people.it seems to be worst nowdays. Iam glad I was not over there at that time I would probably be in jail for assult! What kind of moron even thinks it ok to put your hands on something like that car.? Sorry you the owner and crew had to go thru that.

  7. Bruce Waine Says:

    And he just walked away continuing to sip his beer ?

    And no repercussions for his actions ? ?

    And evidently no security at the event to discuss with the individual the financial responsibilities for his actions…………. ? ? ?

  8. Lynn Weinberg Says:

    I read this article the day you posted it, and just laughed and shook my head in disbelief. I told my husband “I can hear George telling this story, using words like ‘cretin’ and ‘moron.’” (“Cretin” was my favorite!) My husband who doesn’t usually overreact said the “cretin” should have been charged criminally. 😂

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