Wendell Scott was fast, but nothing came easy for him racing in the 1950s, ‘60s and ‘70s. Scott was the first race-winning black driver at NASCAR’s highest level, which then as now had a tremendous Southern following—but one that made clear that it didn’t want him there at all.
Last week, I had a friend from out of state in town. Perhaps the most important activity on our list was a visit to Texas World Speedway, a monstrous two-mile oval practically in my childhood backyard. Upon pulling into the infield, she had no words.
Texas World Speedway is like one of those clown-shaped punching bags. Each time it gets knocked down, it jumps right back up and joins the fight again.
For every thriving motorsports facility in the U.S., we all know of a few that didn’t make it. Some speedways even sit in ruins, former crowd and car noise left a hollow shell. But, at least the tracks still have one thing—people with enough appreciation for what once was to help the legacies live on.
Racing has never been a cheap endeavor, and that goes for the venues that host racing as well. One day a race track can be home to cars thundering down the asphalt before thousands of cheering fans, only to turn into an abandoned, weedy eyesore when their fortunes change for the worse. These are the stories of some of…
[Cars line up at the starting line at Indianapolis Motor Speedway in its second year of existence: 1910. According to Getty Images, this was an early 100-mile race, run before a then-incredible distance of 500 miles was set. Photo credit: Paul Thompson/Stringer via Getty Images]
Wednesdays suck. 1960s American muscle does not suck. Road racing does not suck. YouTube also does not suck. Can you see where we're going with this? In-car video of a 7500-rpm AMC Javelin and loud noises below. Eat me, Wednesday.