Larry Arnold hadn’t been in a race car in about six months. Not too much has changed in his absence. The only thing that he noticed was the windshield tear-offs were limpid (transparent) — some of the colors and a few sponsors, but that’s all.
His cobra had been painted bright orange with the number 55 on each door and on the roof. Larry didn’t like the color, but the soap company did. He tried to keep his sponsor happy. He tried to recount what made him quit the sport he loved so much.: “Oh, yeah – the young guns!” — they used to call him old and feeble — just because he had turned 40.
The fans in the grand stand still cheered, yelled, and waved orange banners with the Gold Cobra on them.
He could hardly wait to get back on the track so they could hear the treble of his new engine. ‘They will quiver in their seats.’ He thought about the other drivers having to yield to him, and smiled as he drove onto the track.