but this is not that. what fran and fred are doing here is motivated entirely by something they bonded over years ago. a need for speed. >> this is us. >> tell me what i'm looking at here. >> it's a formula atlantic car. >> what's that mean? that's 200 miles an hour. >> 224 at pocono. >> which one's you? >> red car. >> that's you, fred, over here? >> yes, sir. >> and you're over 200 miles an hour right here. fran and fred became fast friends many moons ago on the circuit known as formula atlantic racing, a sport with all the gear of formula 1 but not so much of the glamour. >> we'd rather be doing this, but we ran out of money. >> i think the thing about racing, whether it's this or whether it's soap box, or whether it's trikes, there's a dynamic that happens in the family of racers. and once you experience the comrade that comes together with any kind of racing, you can't walk away from it. >> as it turns out there's