When Justin Wilson’s brother, Stefan, also a racecar driver, posted a Twitter message Tuesday that said his big brother had donated his vital organs, it did not come as a surprise because that’s just the kind of guy Justin Wilson was.
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A lot of the NASCAR’s traditional followers believe that Kyle Busch’s recent success is nothing more than a conspiracy manipulated by NASCAR to turn Busch into a storyline during the dog days of the baseball season and before NFL behemoths return to training camp.
The California race almost ended in tragedy when Ryan Briscoe’s car — racing in a pack — flipped on the final lap. “This is the Las Vegas situation all over again, but 500 miles,” said driver Will Power, recalling the crash that killed Dan Wheldon at Las Vegas Motor Speedway four years ago.
Judge Bill Jansen, who was justice of the peace in Las Vegas for 26 years, traveled to his first Indianapolis 500 in a Packard Clipper, if that tells you anything. The year was 1949. The track still was made of bricks.
Several scary crashes have marred practice for the Indy 500. The prospect of their cars being turned into flying machines has piqued the interest of the casual sports fan, but it has everybody in racing concerned.
Kyle Busch made it official on Tuesday morning, that he’s returning to NASCAR sooner than expected after suffering a compound fracture to his right leg and breaking his left foot during a grinding crash the day before the Daytona 500 in February.
On the same day investigative findings about the Patriots under-inflating footballs were disclosed and everybody went nuts, NASCAR, as only coincidence would dictate, rendered a final ruling about one of its top teams under-inflating tires. Exactly nobody went nuts.
Kurt Busch missed the first three races of the NASCAR season because of a suspension related to domestic violence accusations. He returned Sunday at Phoenix and challenged teammate Kevin Harvick for first place before finishing fifth.
With no competition yellow flags or pickup trucks with mud flaps and big No. 3 decals on back to slow me down, I was able to spend 6 hours, 4 minutes taking in the sights and sounds of NASCAR Race Day.
A couple of years ago in this space I wrote about David Gilliland, one of the back-of-the-pack NASCAR Sprint Cup drivers for whom I’ve always had admiration and affinity.