07/05/2026
Tonight at HOT Speedway, the worst possible fear of a racer’s wife, became my reality. With only two laps remaining in the Modified A feature, the saying, “wrong place, wrong time,” never rang truer. Like watching it happen in slow motion, I knew what was coming as the race car on Steve’s left slid into his rear. While I was bracing for impact with what I thought would be the wall, the car behind him lifted him into the air and flipped Steve’s car upside down. The warning light immediately went to red and all I could do was hold my breath and pray.
It seemed like forever before the crowd began to cheer. At their cue, I let out a sigh, hopeful he had made it out of his upright car. In the distance of turn 3, I caught a glimpse of the familiar blue and white fire suit that Steve wears in each race.
Many worries cross my mind every time he goes out onto the track. The Texas heat. His age/physical limitations. His family’s history of health concerns. Other drivers. Undetected issues with his car. The inability to avoid the inevitable. All of it.
What I do know is that he was being watched over tonight. When we got home and assessed the discomfort of bruises and scrapes, it was apparent that it could have been much worse.
If anyone ever questions the craftsmanship of a William Gould Racing 60 chassis, just ask Steve. While the body of the car is trashed, the frame remains solid and unscathed. This protection prevented my husband from being hurt much worse than he was. I am so thankful Steve is ok and know God was watching over him in tonight’s race.
Special thanks to the track crew for their swift and attentive rescue, and to Cameron Wilson for jumping out of his own car and running to Steve’s side to ensure he was ok; then all the way over to the stands to make sure I knew Steve was safe.
