This is the true story of my dad's 1965 Shelby GT 350. He brought it home on my twelfth birthday and I was privileged to drive it for 40 to 50 thousand miles. I had gotten the car and myself into a lot of trouble as I was hot rodding all over the LA and Ventura landscape. I met Mr. Shelby at the Reno Air Races when he was with Barron Hilton. The first meeting I could not explain how much his car had meant to me so I went home and started writing. The initial letter he read and signed and took the rest of my manuscript to read later. Steve Fossett disappeared the following year preventing me from catching up to Mr. Shelby at the races and things happenned the next two years so now I will never know in his own words what he thought first hand. I get into some Moto Cross history and some of the Malibu jobs as well as the surfing that occurred back then. This is a fun read and I hope you enjoy CB