Showing posts with label Summerville Speedway. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summerville Speedway. Show all posts

Friday, February 6, 2026

GOING APE ON THE TRACK

JOCKO CLARKO?

In the 1990s, I got to know hall-of-fame racer Tim Flock a little bit, and I liked him. Flock was one of three famous brothers (Tim, Bob and Fonty), and he was best known for his co-pilot monkey, Jocko Flocko.

In 1953, the Atlanta resident (and defending NASCAR champion) won a race at Hikory Motor Speedway with Jocko as sneaked-in co-driver. Then he took Jocko with him to Raleigh (N.C.) Speedway on May 30. Jocko bit through his restraints and got hit by a rock that flew up through the trap door in the floor. Naturally, Jocko went ape, climbing on the driver, and Flock had to pit and let Jocko out.

(If you're wondering about the trap door, back then these race cars had trap doors in the passenger-side floor boards so drivers could monitor tire wear.)

Fast forward to the late 1990s, I knew a winning racer at Summerville (S.C.) Speedway named Donald Clark. Donald kept a bunch of stuffed monkeys, chimps and gorillas in the rear window of his Late Model Stock car.

I didn't connect Donald and Tim until years later; never thought of it. But I guess it was Clark's way of paying homage to Flock and Jocko. Or maybe he never heard of them and was just going ape in his own way.

No way of knowing. I can't contact Donald through Summerville Speedway; it was torn down years ago and turned into a subdivision. And the owner/promoter is no longer with us.

Oh, well.

Could Donald have thought of Jocko Clarko?

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Sunday, February 14, 2016

Smooth ride

Years ago, I was visiting Summerville Speedway a few hours before racing, and the P.R. guy offered to give me a golf-cart ride into the infield. Like an idiot, I took it.

It was a short ride, but it was bumpy. And when we crossed the track in turn four, it felt like the golf cart was going to roll over. I would rather have walked. In fact, I later walked across the track and went through the fence to get to the press box.

Another time, track operator Charlie Powell offered me the same ride, and, without thinking, I took it. It didn't occur to me that Charlie was a former driver who had won a bunch of feature races.

Where the other ride was unsettling, this one was smooth. You couldn't have done surgery in the back, but it was everything the other ride wasn't. You probably could have filled champagne glasses while Charlie was driving.

Leave it to a former driver to be that smooth.

Note: Summerville Speedway is gone. Apparently it was later sold and turned into a housing development.


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