Stephen Cox Blog Presented by McGunegill Engine Performance My only race at West Virginia’s Ona Speedway was with the Super Cup Stock Car Series on June 2, 2012. Driving the Boschett Timepieces #21 for J. J. Pack, we had a strong race car and finished a very respectable third in only my second series start. I was really happy with third until I learned that the two cars ahead of me were accused of illegally soaking their tires. This would have made me the first legal car across the finish line. Head slap. Now, of course, third place seems terrible. Read More
Stephen Cox Blog Presented by McGunegill Engine Performance It’s been a full year since a mechanical malfunction caused my race car to burst into flames at Circuit of the Americas, sending me to intensive care with life threatening injuries. The whole story is here. Rather than revisiting the past, this blog will provide an update on the miraculous healing that’s taken place over the last 12 months and a big “thank-you” to all who have lent such wonderful support. The mishap occurred on February 13, 2016, leaving me with 1st, 2nd and 3rd degree burns over seven percent of my Read More
Stephen Cox Blog Presented by McGunegill Engine Performance It was exactly one year ago that my race car caught fire at Circuit of the Americas during an endurance event. You can read more about it here. Suffice to say that as fires go, this one was bad. Perhaps the following thoughts from that experience will be helpful to my fellow racers. 1. You won’t be able to see a thing, and it’s worse than you think. If you’re racing in daylight, your eyes will adjust to the ambient outdoor light as you drive. When you glance down inside the cockpit, you Read More
August 1, 2016
Last season was a dream year. Seven starts produced three poles, a track record, five podiums and three wins.
This year not so much.
My car caught fire in a well-publicized road race at Circuit of the Americas, burning the team's Porsche to the ground and sending me to intensive care.
June 28, 2016
Even as Americans grill hot dogs, gawk at fireworks and celebrate freedoms we don't have, the Environmental Protection Agency recently planned to hit the motorsports community with a devastating blow. Although the agency now appears to be backing off the original plan, there is still no clear legislation to prevent it from reappearing.
The EPA's Clean Air Act, which has afflicted decent people since 1970, is an ever-growing but never totally understood mass of vagueness that the EPA calls upon any time it craves yet another vast expansion of its already criminally overreaching power.
March 29, 2016
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Many years ago near the small town of Portland, Indiana, there was a popular go kart track that drew competitors from around the Midwest. For a short time I was among them.
Today the track is a cow pasture, covered in fertilizer and new farm construction, largely forgotten by the world. The remaining asphalt is broken and sinking back into the earth. No track signage remains. Track records are lost and Internet searches turn up nothing.
March 9, 2016
Questions continue to pour in regarding my February 13th accident at Circuit of the Americas. I'll do my best to answer them here and be as honest as I can about the mistakes I made during the incident in the hopes that they'll help someone else.
March 9, 2016
I'm afraid they may not like what I have to say.
March 7, 2016
The fire that ended my race at Circuit of the Americas last month and sent me to the intensive care unit of the Brooke Army Medical Center in San Antonio (details here) also destroyed our on-board cameras. We were convinced that no video of the event existed, but last week's article drew over 50,000 readers and several previously unknown videos surfaced quite by surprise.
March 2, 2016
It was the same sound you hear when you pour too much lighter fluid on the charcoal as you're preparing a Fourth of July barbecue. A giant “whoosh” followed by a flash of flame.
Except it was a thousand times louder. And it wasn't charcoal that was on fire. It was me.