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					<description><![CDATA[Being a student at IU, we always enjoyed the campus’s Little 500 every May. Thus was a bicycle race for the men—teams from dorms and frat houses and a tricycle race for women. I was on the EK team. I don’t remember ever practicing, as we couldn’t get the tricycles in time. They just said, “Ride like heck!” Of course I spun out on the first corner, took a tumble and opened an 8” gash down my leg. We didn’t win the race!
I did see the Indy 500 once, 1964.
As my roomate’s dad was safety director, we got free tickets and special passes to the pit and Saturday night party. Connie Francis entertained. Great memories.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Being a student at IU, we always enjoyed the campus’s Little 500 every May. Thus was a bicycle race for the men—teams from dorms and frat houses and a tricycle race for women. I was on the EK team. I don’t remember ever practicing, as we couldn’t get the tricycles in time. They just said, “Ride like heck!” Of course I spun out on the first corner, took a tumble and opened an 8” gash down my leg. We didn’t win the race!<br />
I did see the Indy 500 once, 1964.<br />
As my roomate’s dad was safety director, we got free tickets and special passes to the pit and Saturday night party. Connie Francis entertained. Great memories.</p>
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