Back on Memorial Day weekend, the Lonestar Region of the SCCA had their final race at Texas World Speedway, or TWS as it’s more commonly known. This was supposed to be the last actual race at the venue, which would be the 2nd, or 3rd maybe “final” weekend. As this goes to press, now it sounds like the track will be…
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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.
I have an idea on who might have the busiest phone in College Station this week, and it sure ain’t the local DoubleDave’s. Local paper The Eagle reports that Texas World Speedway’s demolition has been pushed back for at least until the end of the year due to issues with the planned development project.
Track weekends tend to invite the bizarre by default, but the last National Auto Sport Association event at Texas World Speedway was perhaps the strangest one yet. This weekend featured a music video shoot on pit lane over the night between the two days of NASA’s final weekend there.
Here's United SportsCar racer, driving coach, and all-around ridiculously quick guy Jason Hart obliterating the lap time record for a car on OEM street tires at Texas World Speedway, complete with the sweet, un-music-over'd sounds of the McLaren P1.
For the first time in ages, I'm nervous about a track day. It's Texas World Speedway. I'm back in a tail-happy 944 just like my old one that got t-boned here. Even though I've personally never driven this track, I'm still intensely afraid of deja vu.
I've heard a lot of pea-brained ideas come out of College Station, Texas, but the thought of bulldozing a historic racetrack that remains in active use almost every weekend of the year in favor of cheap, tacky houses on dinky lots takes the cake. Simply put: that ain't right.