I was flagging (I love flagging at the top end of the track) at the top end of the track and this guy went like 5 feet and after getting unhooked from the sled proceeded to come down the track at atleast 55 mph and blew by me and I was yelling at him...Then him and his POS buddies tried to start a fight...They were from Money Shot Diesel Performance...
We threw out a guy at Hillsboro for drinking, he got all butt hurt and wanted to fight but decided to back down after he realized he was out number 5 to 2 plus 2 Sheriff's deputies...He was pulling a crew cab long bed 80's K30 in the gas class but was running alcohol ironically, so technically alcohol got him nailed twice that night, we disqualified him for running it and when he argued we smelled the alcohol on him and he got threw off the fairgrounds...
This year at Hillsboro there was like 7-9 guys and girls standing in a circle drinking from a McDonalds cup and as the sheriff drove by on his Polaris Ranger I made a tipping cup motion with my hand and pointed behind me and Brownie stopped and made them pour it out, me and Brownie are pretty good friends, my mom cuts his hair LOL...30 minutes later I seen a kid standing there in another group with a coozie and I just stare at him until he looks me in the eye and I just smile, hesighs and pulls the can out, dumps it out, crushes it and puts it in his pocket, I say thank you and walk away...