Confessions – King of the (Rental) Hill

Every Victoria Day Long Weekend we would make the pilgrimage to Canadian Tire Motorsports Park (then Mosport). It was an unofficial tradition that began when I was 13 years of age and continued until I was well into my 20s. My Dad, Cousin, Uncle and a few others would make the annual trek. We’d allContinue reading “Confessions – King of the (Rental) Hill”