We had pulled the motor out of the car the previous night. Our engine builder was at the track, and it was due for a rebuild so he took it back to his shop. We’re in the hotel parking lot (where we always work while on the road) and a fellow from the hotel approaches us.
Guy: “Are you guys going to put a motor in it before the races?”
Me: “No, Fred Flintsone is driving it!”
Guy: (no comment as he angrily walks away)
Yabba-dabba-doo I love it when fans come and ask me questions as I busily whistle while I work!