Most car guys are still hanging on to their fifth place pinewood derby trophy that they won in the fourth grade. After getting married, most men find their trophies banished to the garage, or worse, the garbage can. It’s no different at my house. Although, once a year I hold a Krider Racing open house and Daytona 500 party where everyone can come over, drink beer and bench race. This is the one time of year my trophies get to make an appearance and my wife, whom I love, doesn’t say a word about it.