The Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree
(Written from a mother's point of view)
We were racing in Willmar then. Scott's first year he started in the back and got closer and closer to the front each week. At the end of the season he got the "Rookie of the Year" award in the modified class and Lyle got the award for high point leader.Year two was a total turnaround. He had a Chevelle that we had gotten from Lou Feger Racing. In one of the first races he was right on his dad's tail and when he saw the opportunity, he cut down on the inside and passed him. The pit crews for our cars went wild. Then as Scott came out of the number four turn he started slowing down and Lyle flew by him. Seems that when going down on the inside to pass dad he broke a drive shaft. It was pretty rough down there.
When the newly-built Grove Creek Speedway opened near Grove City, Minnesota, we decided to give a try. Scott was in the first race that was run on the track and he won it. It was a night of firsts because it was also the first race he had ever won.
All in all, Scott had a good year in 1979. In August we were at the Chippewa County Fair in Montevideo and he won his heat and was leading the trophy dash when he pulled into the pit. Everyone raced over to see what was the matter. He said his temperature gauge was up. Morrie Weflen, well-known Monte driver from the 60s, let out a big laugh and said, "A Hoidal who can read gauges! By golly, I'm going to build him an engine!" That comment was because Lyle had driven Morrie's cars off and on through the years and when he did, he was out to win. He kept his eyes on the track and his foot on the throttle…and maybe glanced occasionally at the gauges. Drove Morrie crazy. Scott went on to win the Chippewa County Fair Championship at the prime old age of 16.
Another time, it was the season championship at the Madison Speedway in Madison, Minnesota. Lyle was leading the point standings by just a few points. If he didn't win the feature and Jim Kellen did, Jim was the season champion. As fate would have it, Lyle's car had something happen to it and there was no fix so he left it at home and didn't race that night. Scott went out and did a beautiful job of driving in the feature and so won the season championship race for himself and the season point standings for his dad. Jim came over after the race and congratulated Lyle on a good job of driving. Lyle said, "Yes, I thought so. Thought the kid did pretty darn good." Jim was surprised. He thought Lyle had taken over Scott's car and driven the feature.
Unfortunately, the cost of racing got spendier and spendier and he finally had to give it up. He had five years of great memories though. We had a lot of good times as a family as we raced through the years.
That's Scott standing by the car on the left. It is in 1966
so he is about 3-1/2 years old. The car is
a Henry J and was painted pearl pink. We
called it "The Pink Pussycat."
Next thing we knew he had his own car.
Scott's Race Cars
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