My father was a mechanic. He was always working on cars, our car, the neighbor’s car, a stranger’s car. He had a machine sho in our basement and the house always had the not so subtle scent of motor oil. Racer Dogs is a tribute to dad and my fond memories of spark plugs, crankshafts, and fan belts.

Racer Dogs was the first book that I did all digitally. It has an obvious novice look to it. I could do it so much better now. I have another manuscript. Hoping to draw these dogs again.

Dad

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