Well, we’re back in Edmonton. Not exactly where we were supposed to be. Our rigs should be rolling into New Hampshire right about now, but hey—plans are like burnouts: loud, flashy, and gone in seconds. Welcome to the HelluvaChevy Racing life.
Let’s rewind. Because last week? It was chaos. The good kind and the kind that makes you want to scream into a pillow and light it on fire. Let’s start with the good—because it’s way more fun to brag first.
Kentucky Fried Mayhem
We pulled into Beech Bend Raceway down in Bowling Green, Kentucky. And no, that’s not a racetrack name we made up while sleep-deprived and stuck in traffic. Real place. Real wild setup. You’ve got a drag strip, a gorgeous campground straight out of a nature brochure, and—wait for it—a full-on amusement park next door. Because nothing says peak motorsport like racing a Chevelle next to spinning teacups.
But don’t let the family-friendly vibe fool you—the heat was downright criminal. We’re talking full sweat-through-your-fire-suit-by-noon levels. Sweltering doesn’t cut it. But even under the Kentucky sun, the team got to work like the seasoned savages they are.
Beech Bend was slotted as a $100K small tire battle royale. We weren’t there for that. We showed up big-tired and loud, because that’s what we do. With more than 65 small tire entries flooding the pits—some of them converted big-tire veterans with a side hustle in the “small” game—we stayed true to our setup. No time for mid-season identity crises.
New car. Big tires. Bigger goals. Bring it on.
Chevy’s First Win—Finally
Friday evening, after slow-roasting all day, the show kicked off at 5 p.m. Driver Chevy? Locked in. The Crew? Ran the heat like champs. Fans? Absolute legends. Chevy’s mom was slinging ‘ice-cold awesome’ snow cones like she was gunning for MVP, and kids lined up like it was the last oasis in the Sahara. Meanwhile, superfan Jessica rolled up with an original painting of the car—because apparently we’ve hit “fan art” levels of cool.
Then it happened.
Chevy took the win. First one.
Cue fireworks, high-fives, and a season’s worth of validation. Seeing that big check wasn’t just sweet—it was earned.
But Then… the Skies Opened
We woke up Saturday ready to build on Friday’s momentum. Instead, we got Mother Nature doing her best “we interrupt your regularly scheduled racing program” routine. She dropped the mood like a burnout gone bad.
Rain came in bursts all afternoon—like a faucet with commitment issues. By 8 p.m., Speed Promotions decided to send us to the line for Round 1. So, we all did what any serious team would do: walked the track, rubbed the rubber, stared at puddles, and weighed the risk.
Unanimous decision across the Big Tire field: not worth it. It wasn’t safe, it wasn’t smart, and it wasn’t going to happen. No big tire racing that night. Show got shoved to Sunday. We opted out as did all the big tire Teams.
Because risking a brand-new car (and bones) on a sketchy surface? That’s not racing—that’s roulette.
Now the Messy Part
And then the hits kept coming. Sunday was scratched for us, but we were already looking ahead—New Hampshire, right? Wrong.
Speed Promotions pulled the plug on the NH race, with the incredibly informative reason: “we just couldn’t make it work at this time.” Super helpful. That’s corporate for “don’t ask questions,” we guess.
Then the real gut punch: Canadian events? Cancelled.
That’s right. All of ‘em. No warning. No explanation. Just… gone.
We could rant. (Okay, we are ranting.) But what really hits hardest is the impact on our fans. They book hotels. They take time off work. They bring their kids, burn cash on gas, merch, and optimism—and to hit them with non-refundable disappointments? Brutal. Absolutely brutal.
We hate it. And not for us—for them. Motorsport doesn’t survive without its fans. Period. To let them down with zero accountability? It stings.
So What’s Next?
Well, we’re not sitting still. Washington in August is the next Outlaw stop, and we’ll be there loud and proud. But here’s the thing:
We’re not under contract. We’re under drive.
We joined the season to race. To chase. To run. And we’re not slowing down just because someone else’s calendar fell apart. Our 2025 schedule is now wide open—and we’re filling it with organizations and events that actually want racers like us to show up and throw down. We’re pivoting our Canadian efforts to compete with the West Coast Outlaws at two major events: • Rocky Mountain Nationals at RAD Torque Raceway, July 11–13 • Lordco Auto Parts Smoke, Fire & Thunder at Mission Raceway Park, BC, August 21–24
We’re not a trailer queen team. We’re not scared of new venues or fresh blood. You’ll see us trackside. Strip-side. Anywhere there’s a launch pad and a crowd.
Because we’re not in this to coast—we’re in it to compete.
HelluvaChevy isn’t about contracts, politics, or pretty PR spins. We’re here to build something bold. Something that means something to real racers and real fans. We’re here for the grind. The grit. The glory.
And we’re just getting started.
PHOTO CREDIT
Special Thanks to Gary at That Track Channel for capturing the WIN on VID (there’s just something special about night racing)
