I was a kid in line for the Gran Prix Raceway at Disney World in Orlando. I don’t remember if I was there with my family or with the Hammond Shamrocks football team. I have a ton of family in Orlando, most of them Mormons, and as a kid we would go down there a lot, even in the summer.
I’m a little confused about the purpose of the trip and the happenstance of being in the line at the Gran Prix Raceway. That's because one memory of the trip trumps all others.