“New Jersey Motorsports Park, SCCA race weekend, temperature in the nineties and high humidity. Miserable hot day. On Sunday, racing was over and I was loading up my Formula F and gear into my trailer. I use my ES5000 to winch my car up and also use it for any emergencies.
I noticed some arguing and frustrated people around a big diesel motor home a couple of spots over. I was too hot and just wanted to get loaded up and on my way. I’m in my sixties. All of a sudden, a young teenage girl approached me all by herself. She asked if I knew anything about motor homes and could I help her dad. She did this on her own – the men in her group were too busy arguing. They were not racers. They were spectators. It was apparent that they were not mechanically inclined.
Well, the motor home fired right up. I disconnected and started back to my trailer. No thank you from the men in the group, but I think they learned something. Then, I felt a tug on my sleeve and the teenage girl just looked at me and gave me a wink. Made my day.
And I’m sure she’ll never get credit for saving their bacon. But she did – on her own.”