This is one of those "should have, could have, but didn't" stories. So, last night, I'm flying back from Detroit, MI with a connection through Denver. After a delay, finally get on the plane in Denver. I take my seat and notice the guy next to me has a carry bag with his name embroidered on it. The name was "Art Whipple". I'm thinking "damn, is this Art Whipple as in Whipple Superchargers"? No way. Gotta be other Art Whipple's, but wait, this guy is going to Fresno, CA and I think Whipple Superchargers IS in Fresno, CA. I mean, here's a guy that's pretty dang successful - a legend of sorts - and he just happens to be sitting next to me. I decided not to bug him and put my iPod on to pass the time. What's that old saying "you never learning anything if you open your mouth", well you never learn anything if you keep it closed either.