To me, Craig Breedlove was the face of LSR attempts in the 1960s. I had the good fortune to witness his record-breaking 526.28 mph run and subsequent crash in October, 1964, just 11 days before my 13th birthday. I was living in Salt Lake City, and my uncle Lane, who was a news reporter for KCPX TV in Salt Lake, asked if I would like to fly with him to the Salt Flats on his assignment to cover Breedlove's LSR attempt. For a kid who had been scrapbooking LSR attempts, beginning with Mickey Thompson's runs in his piston-driven Challenger, this was a dream come true.
That was a day I'll never forget, supplementing my extensive scrapbook collection with my own movie that I filmed with Dad's 16mm Bell & Howell camera, and meeting the man who was already a legend to me.
It's been said 'There are no tears in Heaven'. I like to think there are no speed limits either. Rest in peace, Craig, and pedal to the metal.