By the end of the 2017 race season I was starting to make a name for myself and stand out at my local AMA District 6 races. I was racing in the vintage class, and most of the bikes I was racing against were purpose-built flat-track bikes from the ’70s and ’80s. I didn’t mind because I was beating most of them, and finished third overall in points for the season, but without getting a win. It was something I just couldn’t get done.
I didn’t waste any time over winter. I wanted to keep on making a name for myself but I knew with that there would need to be some changes to both the bike and myself. I rebuilt the bike from the frame up again to prep for 2018. And with that we lost some weight on the bike, we got some better parts and changed some things that were just not working for me. I owe a big thanks to Fast By Fisk who helped me all winter with the bike and parts but also jumped on board to help sponsor me for 2018. Owner Curtis Fisk is a huge part of my program. Curt knows a lot about flat track racing. He’s been around it for so many years, and knows so much about bike setup. He’s quick to tell me what I need to be doing and what I shouldn’t be doing. And I’m always bugging him with questions. I can really never thank him enough because I know sometimes I’m like that pesky little kid always asking way too many questions. But there must be something he sees in me because he is always willing to help.
Before I knew it the first race of the season was here; the bike was ready and so was I. The pressure was on. I had a fresh bike with a new paint scheme. But now I had some small sponsors and I didn’t want to let anyone down. I didn’t want to be a fluke.
We went out for first practice and it all came right back to me like I was just spinning laps last week. By the end of practice I was at the speed I needed to be, and everyone saw it. I could tell it was going to be a good day. The heats came and I pulled the holeshot and led every lap. I felt quick but I still had to win my Main. I kept a cool head going into the Main; I knew as long as I got a good start, I had this race, and I was the guy to beat.
The green light flashed and I dropped the clutch and quickly jumped to the front where I just focused on hitting my points on the track. Halfway through the Main I looked back and could see I had a half-track lead on second place. I figured as long as I stayed upright, I’d have my first-ever win checkers.
Finally, after what felt like forever, I won my first main event in vintage on my Harley Ironhead Sportster against those purpose-built flat-track bikes from the ’70s and ’80s. If you could have seen under my helmet I had a smile ear to ear. The monkey was off my back.
The best feeling out of all of it was seeing the smile on my pap’s face when I got back to the pits. He was just excited as I was. A little goal I had set for winter was to go into the first race of the 2018 season and send people home saying, “Wow! What was Trevor doing over the winter?” And that’s exactly what happened.
Sophomore seasons often tell a great deal about racing futures, therefore, I know that this year, all eyes will be watching.