>Once, in the early ’80s (probably around the time of the ’81 NYC marathon) when working out at my highschool track after school (I competed in shotput/hammer/javelin/discus for the team) Salazar came by to do some laps. We watched him run faster than anyone on our team could possible run lap after lap. After about 25 laps he left. We thought it was cool. Needless to say he was one of the greats.