I think the funniest story I've ever heard (can't verify it's authenticity) was one I heard when I was at CMU and when I first started getting involved with Buggy (in the early '70's). This supposedly happened in the '60's.
It goes like this...
During the finals, some guy appears on a horse in the CFA parking lot. Just before one of the heats, he rides it to the starting line, gets off, walks away, and leaves the horse there. A minute later, the 'hot' buggies come roaring out of their tents/trucks, and there's this damn horse in the way. Now, WTF do you do?
* "I love the smell of solvents at Free Roll. It smells like......victory".
* "I'm loosing my mind, but I don't seem to miss it much."