You know one of the best things about racing? The life-long friendships that you can make. I went to a high school reunion once, it wasn’t my thing and I won’t be back. But I can’t wait for the Hialeah reunion that will take place on Thanksgiving weeekend. I’m really looking forward to catching up and getting back in touch with so many colorful and fun characters from that crazy place.
I sent in my ballots for the first hall of fame class, but noticed that my name was missing. (Error at the printer I guess??) Oh well, maybe I’ll win a spot with the write-in vote.
Billy Barnwell and Bobby Brack will both be attending. Maybe they can finally sort out what happened in this picture!
In its glory days, there was no rougher racing than the Cyclones. Here they were; a few years after their peak in participation, but they could still mix it up.
I never saw any speedway that had the level of conflict on the track, in the infield and of course in the pits. Ugly conflicts could ruin a perfectly good night, but I remember this one as being pretty funny without creating too much damage.
