It was a warm, sticky summer afternoon at Maryland’s Capitol Drag Raceway back in the mid-1970s. I was fresh out of high school when a ’63 Chevy II roared up into the staging lanes for a smoky stage.

We've probably all heard the old acronym KISS. For those who haven't, it stands for Keep It Simple Stupid, which is a reminder not to get paralysis from over analysis (one of my other favorite sayings ...