[Editorial note: Alvin James "Jim" Williams was a very close friend of mine in Wichita Falls, TX. I met him while we were both studying Engineering at Midwestern State University. Jim was a highly-intelligent, yet completely down-to-Earth guy, that helped me immensely in my early years in sports car racing. For many compelling reasons that I don't really want to go into, Jim allowed himself to succumb to a drug addiction that destroyed his life, and ultimately ended it at age 45. Regardless, Jim's memory lives on with those of us that knew him. I am proud to have had him call me a friend. The event described below was located at the old 1/4-mile dirt track in Wichita Falls, out on the Archer City Highway, was it? I'm sure it's long gone by now... - GA] A Night at the Sprint Car Races - Jim Williams, c. 1985 I’m in a very good mood today, so I shall annoy you with my prose. The sprint car circus came to town last night. Not the WoO boys, but th
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