I used to live a few doors down from Craig Breedlove. I was all of four or five y.o.. I'd go over there, and sit outside his garage at his house, while he pittered around in there (he was a total garage guy). He'd tolerate me and my friends asking all kinds of stupid stuff, very graciously.
One day, he had me come up to the garage, and he gave me a bronze medallion that commemorated his setting the land speed record with the Spirit of America. The medallion is a bit bigger than a silver dollar, maybe an inch and a hlaf to two inches in diameter. I thought it was the coolest, and I still have it stashed in some unpacked moving box.