"The Story" blog

Scott Bloomquist is on my mind. Despite the bright sunshine and the beautiful summer breeze that washes through the open windows, I’m

Tragedy does not play favorites. He was a rising star, a young racer with unlimited potential and a great accomplishment on his side of th

It is chaos. A good kind of chaos. If you’ve witnessed the Little 500, you know what I mean. 33 sprint cars on a quarter-mile track,

What kind of guy sets himself on fire? Let me rephrase that. What rational person douses himself with gasoline and sets it off with a match

He arrived at the Ohio home on an Autumn Friday afternoon wearing wire-frame glasses and a boyish smile. His mind had been racing throu

In late summer 1988 Jimmy Sills was a broken man. He was homesick, beaten mentally and physically, and heartsick following the devastat