Henry Rifle---Its funny, how just about all of us old time hotrodders have a "defining moment" that in some way turned kids with a healthy interest in all things mechanical, to hotrodding. For me, it was the second year after I left home, and had moved down south to Belleville Ontario and started my engineering apprenticeship. Someone took me out to Stirling, Ontario (which was to play a big role in my furure, although I didn't know it at the time) to meet a madman named Larry Sommerfeldt who was building a model A drag coupe.---After 42 years, I still remember his name!!! He fired it up for us---MY GOD!!! The earth trembled---Birds fell out of the trees dead!!! Little old ladies fainted in the streets!!! I was stone deaf!!! I was in love!!! I had never, ever, imagined anything making that much noise and power, and pilotted by a mortal man. Yes, it started a life long love afair with cubic inches and unmuffled exhausts.----Brian