"ALO. Terrace Review —— Wednesday, September 11, 1991

When the fast lane
Is the only lane...

by Stephanie Wiebe .

Cairic Olson and I were both a
litle nervous, and signing the
"accidental death" legal waivers
didn’t put us at ease. As I
approached the car, called "The
Ditch Bitch", somebody mentioned
that the tires were "sliders", that is,
wide tires with no tread. This did
little to steady my nerves.

We were going to race stock cars
at Terrace Speedway. It was the
last day of the season for the Ter-

-race Stock Car Association, and
the stands were packed with spec-
' tators. "Last Ditch Racing", a
Kitimat team, was brave enough to
lend us vehicles for the event.
Carrie and I were the only drivers
in this race, and neither of us had
raced before.

Stock car doors are bolted shut,
so we had to climb in through the
windows — there’s no glass in
these vehicles. Securely strapped
into the tightest seat imaginable,
with my head stuffed into a
padded helmet, I looked over at
Carrie, sitting in "The Ditch Pig".
I couldn’t see much through the
maze of roll bars and netting, but
I thought I caught a wild look in
her eyes. Typesetters are like that
— a bunch of reckless daredevils.
The roar of the engine was deafen-
ing, and I had an urge to climb out

and walk away. I couldn’t — I

was packed into that seat like a
sardine. Instead, I concentrated on
murderous thoughts of Jack Beck,
the Terrace Review sales represen-
tative who got me into this.

. At the signal, we drove out onto
' the track.

The five laps ahead seemed like
an etemity. The green flag
dropped, and suddenly the. track
felt small. It seemed like we were
_ flying. Carrie was slightly ahead
on the inside track, and I wanted
-to pass. My foot:pushed the gas
‘pedal, and I could feel the over-
whelming power of the engine.
There was a comer ahead. A shatp
. corner. I could only think of those
tread-less tires and the embank-
ment. beside me. I eased off the
gas. :

Carrie kept her speed steady, and
I tried pass her on the straight-
away. Again, the tight corner and

visions of rolling, flaming cars ~

slowed me down. Gripping the
small steering wheel, 1 drove as
fast as I dared, hearing only the
intense roar of the engine and
secing only the pavement in front.
I didn’t think about counting
laps. Glancing up at the crowd in
the stands, I reminded myself to
concentrate on driving. I became a
little more comfortable with the
speed — that is, at least I wasn’t
thinking about dying anymore. |
noticed the corners were well-
banked, and took the next one a bit
Faster.
The white flag signalled the final
Jap, and I caught myself thinking,
This is your last chance, go for it.
_My foot automatically pressed the
‘gas,.and suddenly I was catching
‘up to Carric. 1 couldn’t belicvc
that I dared go so fast. The
checkered [lag fell and it was over,

it was close, but Carrie v won. AS
she victoriously rounded the track
waving the checkered flag, I drove
info the pit. With a mixture of
relief and "let’s do it again" excite-
ment, I climbed out of the car.
The seat of my pants was soaking

wet. I was surprised — I hadn’t |

realized I was that nervous. Then
someone explained to me that the
seat was wet from rain, and I felt
better.

"How fast were we going?" I
asked, expecting to hear some
Outrageous speed.

The guy in the coveralls smiled.
"Oh, only about thirty-five, maybe
forty miles an hour."

What? Only thirty-five? Here I’d
thought I was risking my life,
racing that speed-demon Carrie,
while we were actually just above
"parade float speed".

Carrie climbed out of her car,
and another driver climbed in and
drove off into the next race. The
flag dropped. Engines roared as the
cars sped around the track. Six
cars were zipping by at about
seventy miles an hour. The noise
and the speed were amazing. I
didn’t hear the crash, only the
shouting that followed. The car
that Carrie had just driven, "The
Ditch Pig", lost its lead wheel. It
screamed to a stop in mid-track,

and another car slammed into its

side and then careened over the

embankment. No one was hurt, but

I was glad our race was over.
Until next time.

*ROUND THE BEND. Deep inside the mass of metal making its way around the turn at the
Terrace Speedway is Terrace Review freelance reporter Stephanie Wiebe, pursuing staff typesettor

Cartie Olson. Carrie won, and Stephanie got to write about it.

Terrace Speedway Race Results — September 8, 1991

Sportsman Trophy

Dash — Ed Johnson.

Heat and Main — Albert Weber.
A Hobby Trophy

Dash — Brent McCarron.

Heat — Phil Truscott.

Main — Trevor Hanson.

B Hobby Trophy

Dash and Main — Blaine Kluss.
Heat — Dan Thickett.

A Street Trophy

Dash — Keith Marshali.

Heat and Main — Dave Reinhardt... -

B Street Trophy
Dash — Dave Bruce.
Heat — Bernie Drees.
Main — Major Craig.
€ Hobby

Heat — Leslie Quast.

Demolition Race Results

Trophy Dash

1st, Joe Botz; 2nd, Dave Reinhardt; 3rd, Keith Marshall.

Bag Race

1st, Keith Marshall; 2nd, Garry Michaud.
Backwards Race

Dave Reinhardt.

’ Demolition
1st, Leon Letebre; 2nc, Joe Botz; 3rd, Gord Klassen, .
Grudge Match Winner . _—
Terrace Review's Carrie Olson. 202 8"

CITY OF TERRACE
PUBLIC NOTICE
ZONING AMENDMENT

TAKE NOTICE THAT an application has been made to amend
City of Terrace Zoning By-law No. 401-1966, and amendments

thereto.

THE SUBJECT AREA:

The application affects all zones within the City of Terrace.

THE INTENT:

.The intent of the proposed amendment is to replace Section

12.1 “Non-Conforming Properties’, added by By-law No. 1219-

1990 to Part l - GENERAL REGULATIONS of Zoning By-law ©

No. 401-1966 with the following:
"12.1 Non-Conforming Properties:

If all other zoning -squirements can be met, any lot that has an
area or frontage less than the minimum required by the zone in
which the lot is located, may be developed for the least dense
use or uses permitted by the zone if the lot was created before
the adoption of the by-law that designated the zone.”

THE PROPOSED AMENDMENT BY-LAW MAY BE
INSPECTED between the hours of 8:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.,
FROM SEPTEMBER 10, 1991, TO SEPTEMBER 23, 1991,
INCLUSIVE, excluding Saturday and Sunday and holidays, in
the reception area at the City of Terrace Public Works Building
at 5003 Graham Avenue, Terrace, B.C.

Any person(s) wishing to voice their opinions. regarding
this Application may do so, In writing, and/or in person, AT
THE SPECIAL COUNCIL MEETING TO BE HELD IN THE
MUNICIPAL COUNCIL CHAMBERS AT CITY HALL, 3215
EBY STREET, TERRACE, B.C., AT 7:30 P.M., ON MONDAY,
SEPTEMBER 23, 1991. .

THIS NOTICE 1S GIVEN IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE
! ACT, A.S.B.C., 1979, AND AMENDMENTS
THERETO.

TAKE NOTICE and be governed accordingly.

E.R. HALLSOR,
Clerk-Administrator

Ifyou wish to announce —

the birth of YOUR baby, please fill-out the form
available in the maternity ward at Mills Memorial
Hospital. We will pick up your forms every week.

‘Ross and Karen are the proud parents of son Kyle
Delbert, born August 18, 1991 at 11:40 a.m. weighing 5
- Ibs. 5 02. A little brother for Ryan.

GUENTHER — Robert and Sandy are pleased to
announce the birth of their son Robert Wayne Jr. on
Sept. 7, 1991 at 6:59 a.m. weighing 11 ibs. 6 oz. A little
brother for Melissa and Ashley.

SCARBOROUGH — Lawrence and Debbie are proud
to announce the birth of their daughter Katherine
Elizabeth on August 30, 1991 at 12:15 p.m. weighing 8

lbs. 9 oz. A baby sister for Christopher, Michael and
Jamie,

VERSTRATE — Brent Verstrate and Peggy Stainton
are pleased to announce the birth of their daughter
Ashley Mari on August 23, 1991 weighing 7 lbs. 9 oz.

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