[AveryMcLawhorn]

Apologies for the long post.

How did you get started in Drag Racing?

I am a third-generation drag racer, soon to be 30, who made my first drag car pass at 18. My late grandfather, Captn Ed (Ed (Bud) McLawhorn Sr.), was more than just a family figure to me. His racing journey began in 1965 when a friend, Gerald Rouse, introduced him to the thrill of the track in a 1963 Chevrolet. From that moment, he was hooked. Over the years, he owned a variety of cars and formed lifelong friendships. My father, Ed McLawhorn Jr., naturally followed in his footsteps, cultivating his own passion for the sport in the family shop. This passion was eventually passed down to me, largely influenced by witnessing the joy and satisfaction it brought to my grandfather and father.

My close relationship with my grandfather, both geographically and emotionally, played a significant role in my journey. I lived with him from the age of 15 to 18, and during this time, I was deeply inspired by his passion for racing. We made a pact that if I could reach 18 without any traffic violations or accidents, I would be allowed to drive the car. This agreement motivated me to stay on track, leading to my first pass at 18 and my first race at around 20.

My introduction to class racing is a cherished memory. My father spent time with my grandfather, traveling and racing in jr. stock and super stock cars. Financial constraints led my grandfather to quit class racing in the 80s, but he continued with local bracket races. I wasn't exposed to class cars until my father decided it was time to return. In 2016, we completed our first superstock motor, creating precious memories with my grandfather before his passing.

The emotional moments shared with my father and grandfather during this process truly ignited my desire to start class racing and more routine racing in general. I would say my actual racing started in 2020, meaning more than one race a year. I owe my racing career to my grandfather, who left behind two cars, and my father, whose drive, knowledge, and patience have been invaluable. My car, a 1966 Chevy II Post, has been in the family since 1981 and has been a drag car for just as long. The thrill of being the third generation to sit in that car, knowing my grandfather is with me on every pass, is indescribable.

In essence, my love for drag racing was ignited by witnessing the passion my grandfather and father had for the sport. It was less about the racing itself and more about the memories, camaraderie, and time spent with them. What keeps me in racing? The friendships formed, the continued camaraderie with my father, and the memories we continue to create. The sport's unique spirit, where competitors assist each other despite being rivals, is truly special. I've formed lifelong friendships that I wouldn't have otherwise. The most significant motivator, however, is my soon-to-be-born son. The thought of him having the same opportunities to bond with his grandfather and me, just as I did, is truly heartwarming.