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A Porsche picnic. Of 911s and 356s. That will all be flogged. Cars that many of us would have to save a lifetime to own pictures of, let alone beat mercilessly on the track.
What’s this? A Lotus 23 for sale. “Motivated seller and fairly priced. Ready to race. No stories. Owner’s wife says ‘too many race cars.’” Let me check my piggy bank… because my wife says there’s “no such thing as too many race cars.” 
Didn’t show up in something vintage? Maybe you didn’t register for the race but still want to see the track from behind the wheel? Anyone could get their car on track at the Mitty during the parade laps. Perhaps you showed up in your 1941 Preston-Miller Tucker Special, one of the first rear-drive indy cars.
Maybe you couldn’t get your other other Ferrari started this morning, so you just decided to cruise to the Classic Motorsports Mitty in your 1980s Corvette GTP. Might as well turn some parade laps, you know, since you’re already here…
Sometimes it’s just about run-what-you-brung. Is that a roll cage in that Chevrolet?
The Mitty is no classic car show. Rather, it is a vintage racing event where significant vehicles from motorsports history compete in real wheel-to-wheel action, sanctioned and organized by Historic Sportscar Racing (HSR). Think of it like a moving race car museum. A really loud museum. That smells like race gas and tires. And is really hot. And awesome.
