The first race was a prison break. On June 10, 1977, James Earl Ray, the man who shot Martin Luther King Jr., escaped from Brushy Mountain State Penitentiary and fled across the briar-bearded hills of northern Tennessee [...] "This is almost exactly the same place James Earl Ray went over," the instructions say. "Thanks a lot, James." [...] Thanks a lot, James—for getting all this business started.
This will not be the last time, I suspect, that I catch Barkley at the game of crafting its own legend.
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