Good evening, dear reader! Merry Christmas to you; have a seat near the fireplace. I have a story for you. A few of them, actually. This write-up isn’t focused on any one case or report; it’s more of a collection that I’ve amassed when researching the topic.
When I was putting together this year’s Decemysterys, I wanted to cover some stories related to NASCAR. Unfortunately, I didn’t get around to all of them; the one about the Talladega sabotage ended up being considerably longer than I thought. So, I decided to forego most of the other stories.
There was one, however, that I kept. One that I thought was simply too good not to cover. You see, one of the most iconic tracks in all of motorsports stands in Indiana. It’s known as the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, nicknamed “The Brickyard,” and it’s a beast that has a bloody history. So, for our first Decemystery bonus entry, we’ll be talking about The Ghosts of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway. Come along, dear reader; let’s go ghost hunting!
A Brickyard Bash
This write-up will cover a grand total of five stories. However, before we get into them, I want to give you a quick history lesson on why people say the Indianapolis Motor Speedway (which I’ll refer to as IMS from here on out, for the most part) is haunted.
Aside from its age—having been constructed in 1909—IMS as a track has seen a great deal of death. In total, 74 people have died there, making it the deadliest racetrack in the United States. By comparison, the second deadliest track is Daytona International Superspeedway, which has seen 40 people die on it.
Despite those numerous deaths, all but one of the ghostly happenings I found have ever been linked to one person. As such, I don’t believe it’s necessary for me to dive into the grisly details of any of them. However, if you want to, the hyperlink above leads to a Wikipedia page that details the casualties the track has seen. You can also find an array of videos on YouTube about Gordon Smiley, whose death, in particular, is notorious in the world of motorsports and occurred at IMS. But I digress; let’s get into the meat of this story—or, rather, stories!
Story #1: Dale Earnhardt’s Strange Experience
This is the account that kickstarted my interest in doing this write-up; I first heard it from a YouTuber named NBR, entitled 5 NASCAR Ghost Stories & Urban Legends. It’s the first story in the video. Unfortunately, NBR doesn’t recall where he initially heard the story, so unless one of you knows, that’s up in the air as far as I’m aware.
Anyway, onto the ghostly encounter. On August 5, 1995, the Brickyard 400 was held at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway for the second time. Because of this story’s date, along with two others, I’m marking this write-up with the 1990’s tag. Anyway, while the inaugural event the prior year was won by Jeff Gordon, the second running of the Brickyard 400 would be won by Jeff Gordon’s rival, Dale Earnhardt. Gordon fans were in shambles at their driver losing, much like how I am in shambles every year as a Denny Hamlin fan. If I had a certain meme, I would have posted it here, but I don’t have it, not unlike Denny Hamlin and a championship trophy. Maybe this year; it’s only the first week of October at the time of this writing. I doubt it, though.
Okay, enough tangents; I promise I won’t go on anymore (for a bit). After scoring a win at IMS, Earnhardt celebrated with burnouts, a trophy, and kissing the bricks at the start-finish line (a tradition at the track). This celebration continued into the evening, which I don’t find surprising given the track is arguably the most famous in the entire United States. Eventually, as the Sun had begun setting, Dale decided to take one lap on a motorcycle. Whether or not he owned the bike, I don’t know, but I would hazard a guess and say he did.
Regardless, Dale began his lap around the track. All seemed fine until he got to the halfway point on the back stretch. At this point, those still at the track noticed Dale speed up. Initially, they assumed he was just having a bit of fun; he was, after all, a NASCAR driver and a damn good one at that. So, it isn’t like going fast was alien to him.
However, that changed when Dale arrived back at the track’s front stretch. Reportedly, he was “pale-white” and “visibly shaken.” Unfortunately, who—or what—scared him isn’t known. All that’s known is it was enough to make him want to leave the track as quickly as possible.
Although the origin of this story appears to be unknown, I did try to seek out additional information, mostly because I swore I’d read details about what Dale had seen. Unfortunately, I came up empty-handed in that regard. One thing I did find was from a Reddit post (one that we’ll be revisiting later), where a user named “justheretoparty12” made a comment about Dale’s supposed paranormal experience. They stated that, aside from the rather obscure nature of the encounter, his son—Dale Earnhardt, Jr.—has said his father wasn’t big on motorcycles. No one else who was close to Dale Earnhardt, Sr., has ever commented on the story either.
Beyond that, my efforts to Google were fruitless. Luckily, there was one other lead, and it came from the video’s comment section. According to a commenter named “hobeone1192”, it originates from 4chan’s /x/ board. Unfortunately, that was also a dead end. I combed through the 4plebs archive but found no results for this story or the other one related to Dale (which was about the fate of the car he died in). Almost every reference to Dale Earnhardt is related to the lost photos of him after he died at Daytona.
I’ll say right now, it likely wouldn’t be that hard to figure out if this story is true or not. Most people who worked with Dale are still alive; the man who employed him, Richard Childress, still owns and operates his team. Heck, he’s still fielding the #3 car (even if the driver of it is as talented as I am at driving).
On top of that, Dale Earnhardt, Jr. frequently posts on Reddit. However, I don’t know if he would know anything about this. Nevertheless, it may be worth a shot for a paranormal enthusiast who’s a NASCAR fan—like me! Alas, the NASCAR subreddit’s moderators are, more often than not, quite tyrannical (from what I’ve heard). So, I don’t want to risk being banned from there. Anyway, we have three more stories to get through, so let’s jump into the next one!
Story #2: A Spriit’s Autograph
This story comes from the comment section of NBR’s video. A user named “johnmick9457” (who I’ll refer to as John from here on out) left a comment detailing a weird incident involving his then 8-year-old son at the 1994 Indy 500.
According to John, his son wandered off—presumably before the race. Thankfully, he returned unharmed. While John doesn’t say if he asked his son where he went (or if he even knew in the first place), he does state that his son showed him an autograph he got from a driver on his “program.” I’m not entirely sure what a program is, but a Google search yields results for memorabilia. So, I’m going to assume it’s something along those lines. If any Indycar fan can explain it better, I would greatly appreciate it.
Anyway, John didn’t think much of his son’s claim. After all, what better way to commemorate a sporting event than an autograph? So, he put it in the back of his mind and enjoyed the race, which would ultimately be won by Al Unser, Jr., his second Indy 500 win (his first having come two years prior). As a fun fact for any sports fans reading this: this would also be the ninth Indy 500 victory from a member of the Unser family, who have a historic nine Indy 500 victories to their name. Besides Al Unser, Jr.’s two wins, his father—Al Unser, Sr.—won the legendary race four times, while his uncle—Bobby Unser—won it three times.
Upon arriving home, John went to look at his son’s program to see which driver had signed it. As it turns out, it was Eddie Sachs. This surprised John as Eddit died in 1964. I won’t go into detail out of respect for Eddit, but he died during the 1964 Indy 500 in a horrific crash that caused his fuel tank to erupt in a massive fire. There are several articles and pages detailing the events, but I don’t feel comfortable getting into the specifics of this one.
After realizing that a man who’d died three decades earlier had given his autograph, John showed his son a picture of Eddie and asked if he was the man who signed his program. John’s son responded in the affirmative and continued to do so despite Eddie having died all those years ago. Presumably, he still insists on this.
That’s where this story ends, though I do want to linger on it for a bit longer due to the replies. For starters, John responded to one user who asked if he still had the autograph; John said he wished he did, but it was “either lost or stolen.” It’s a rather convenient reason, but I’m willing to play the devil’s advocate here; even the most prized possessions can go missing, especially decades after the incident.
It’s possible that John could have thought the whole thing was done by an old fan of Eddie’s. We have Elvis impersonators; there’s no reason to think there wasn’t one die-hard (and weird) Eddie Sachs fan out there who dressed up as him on the 30th anniversary of his death. One commenter actually posits this, noting that people make a living off of it. Exactly how on Earth people make a living off of it will forever be beyond me, but it’s a reality. Man, people pay for some weird things.
Moving on, another person questioned him about his son “wandering off,” which I think is odd but far from the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard of. I remember when I was a kid, I wandered off in a bookstore and got separated from my parents. Kids are good at doing stupid things; I wouldn’t necessarily blame John for losing sight of his son at a racetrack. Still, it is a bit on the odd side that it just so happened this one time he got separated; he saw the ghost of a dead racer.
The two most eye-catching comments, however, are way down the reply chain. The first I want to go over is from “whatamisupposedtodohere9173,” whose comment was made a month before the time of this writing (which, again, is in October). They had this to say:
This is a joke btw my comment is a joke.
I’m not sure what they’re referring to: if there was a comment left that has since been deleted, if they’re trying to troll John and pretend they’re an alternate account of his, or if that actually is an alternate account of John’s and they’re confessing to the whole thing being a hoax. Whatever the case may be, it caught my eye, and I needed to make a note of it here. Now, then, onto the next comment—which serves as our third story!
Story #3: An Intruder at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway
I considered not having this be the third story, but I ultimately decided to since it technically is one. Besides, having five stories feels a bit more special than four.
The second comment comes right before the previous one, but it’s considerably longer, so I wanted to save it for after. Well, that and I wanted to have it be its own story, but I digress. It was posted by “kylegonzales5997,” who I’ll just refer to as “Kyle” from here on out. According to Kyle, his uncle worked at IMS from 1987 to 1994, then from 1998 to 2006. He told stories to Kyle about the track and how it was a pretty creepy place at night (though I feel that goes for a lot of empty venues after dark).
One time, while working security, Kyle’s uncle was on the back stretch of the track. During one patrol, he noticed “a man standing in the middle of the track” with his arms folded. After that, Kyle’s wording becomes a bit hard to understand due to the lack of punctuation and overall clarity. As such, I’ll let the remainder of the comment do the talking for me.
[A]s he passed the second viewing mound which he instantly stopped on the other side of the viewing mound and ran to the fencing to try to find whoever it was only to find out nobody was there or anywhere on the back stretch that night only him
I think what he’s saying is that his uncle didn’t immediately register the man’s presence, but when he did, he ran over to the location but saw no one there. If that’s the case, that’s pretty spooky. However, I can easily see it being an intruder who wanted to explore the track after dark, and they ran off to hide after seeing Kyle’s uncle patrolling nearby. Again, the comment’s clarity is a bit on the iffy side.
Anyway, with that, this story comes to an end. It’s short but spooky in my eyes. I also think it’s the easiest one to plausibly explain, given it’s not uncommon for people to break into closed-off areas to do a bit of late-night exploration. But, I once again digress; it’s time for us to move on to the fourth creepy tale from IMS!
Story #4: The Old Lady of the Speedway
Our next story is a very short one and takes us to Reddit, specifically, to the Indycar subreddit. On September 7, 2023, a post was made entitled “Haunted Racing,” which was also posted to the NASCAR subreddit. The user, who said they were making a series by the same name on YouTube, enquired about haunted tracks and their spooky happenings.
One of the replies to the Indycar post came from a user named “ShadowDN4,” who claims to have spoken to “a few people who were around Indy” back in the 1960s and 1970s. I’m unsure if the people Shadow spoke to worked there or attended the races frequently, but I’m going to go out on a limb and guess it’s the former. Either way, these folks told stories of someone known as the “Old Lady of the Speedway,” who “watches over the speedway.”
That’s, unfortunately, all there is to the story; Shadow didn’t go into any greater detail aside from saying it’s “one of the odder mythological things about the speedway.” I tried Googling the legend, but I only got results for women who’ve raced at the track. It’s possible it’s a little-known bit of lore, which isn’t unheard of when it comes to old structures from anywhere on Earth. Nonetheless, I can’t help but feel a tinge of disappointment that there isn’t more out there.
Story #5: Tony Stewart’s Spooky Overnight Stay
Our fifth and final story brings us back to the realm of NASCAR, and it’s a first-hand account. As I said in the introduction to the Talladega write-up, Tony Stewart was my favorite NASCAR driver growing up; the dude was an absolute beast of a NASCAR driver. He’s the only driver in the sport’s history to have completed “double duty” on the same day; that’s racing the entire length of the Indy 500 and Coca-Cola 600 on the same day (in this case, back in 2001). So, in total, he raced 1,100 miles (1,770 kilometers) on the same day. To call him amazing would be an understatement. To then learn that he had a strange experience at a track like IMS is nothing short of exciting to me, and that he spoke about it on video had me unfathomably stoked.
On May 4, 2022, Tony Stewart uploaded a video onto YouTube entitled “It’s May, and that means Indy.” In the video, he went through the Indianapolis Motor Speedway museum and talked about the track’s history, his time racing there, and various other things. If you’re a motorsports fan, it’s definitely worth watching; click here to watch it in full.
Where things get interesting is the six-minute mark (which you can view for yourself below since I decided to embed the video in this write-up for once). According to Tony, he ran the Indy 500 and then the Winston Open at Charlotte Motor Speedway in Charlotte, North Carolina (which is nine hours from IMS). When all was said and done, he arrived back at IMS at around 1:00 a.m., presumably exhausted from having partaken in two races. If you’re wondering why he drove from IMS to Charlotte and then back, Tony resides in Indiana. Presumably, he got permission to stay overnight at IMS as something of a quasi-layover.
Anyway, despite the probable exhaustion, Tony was still awake and alert enough to notice that the track was a bit off—just a bit. As adamant as any grizzled motorsport veteran can be, Tony adamantly claims that the track that night was “alive,” brimming with noise. One of the other men in the video, Doug Boles (the former President of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway), chimes in, saying that he’s heard similar accounts from people who’ve worked at the track.
Tony continues by claiming to not believe in ghosts or anything of that nature. Despite that, he asserts that the amount of noise and apparent activity outside the garage (where he was staying) was akin to when there was a race going on. Yet, the track was empty as could be; no one was around, and nothing was physically going on. That’s where his account ends, though it’s not the only one like it. There are two others like it, both of which I want to go over.
The first comes from the comment section of Tony’s video and is from a user named “shaneshamblin1983,” who claims to work at Indy and purports to have had the same kinds of experience as Tony. He described the feeling as “not spooky at all,” but instead “very warm” and welcoming. Shane rounded off the comment by thanking Tony for telling his story since he’d been ridiculed for claiming the track was haunted. I’m not going to lie; I feel bad for the guy if he’s being truthful. That has to suck; to experience something strange and then have your coworkers make fun of you.
Anyway, the other account comes from a comment left on a Reddit post—specifically one made on the Indycar subreddit. A user named “therhoff99” said that he slept overnight in the infield. During the night, he awoke and “walked to the fence line in turn three” for fun. While he didn’t experience anything paranormal, he said the track nonetheless felt alive. In his own words:
There is some sort of energy around there that just amplifies the sounds and breezes and echos that flow through there. No one else was awake but man the Speedway felt awake.
Interesting stuff, if you ask me.
With that, the stories of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway conclude. I tried to seek out as many reports as I could, but these were the only five I was able to find. I’m sure there are more out there, perhaps on old forums, but even then, covering five separate accounts in one write-up—especially when I’m on the clock—was excruciating. However, if I do ever find more stories, I will do a follow-up write-up. Though I sincerely doubt I will do it for Decemystery, I’d rather take the time to find as many as I can. Until then, let’s get into the theories; let the green flag wave once more!
Theories
1. It’s really haunted
Okay, I have to make a huge disclaimer here. Given the nature of this write-up—what with it being about a series of alleged ghost sightings—this theory isn’t going to focus on any one experience. By that, I mean we’ll be ignoring them by and large; I made this decision due to time constraints. As of the time of this writing, I still have 30 write-ups left to complete, and devoting a theories section to each story is not something I have any desire to do. While I’m sure most of you would understand, I want those unfamiliar with this blog to at least have an explanation as to why this section will be heavily generalized.
Now, with that out of the way, let’s dig into the theories with the first one. That theory is probably the most obvious one: IMS is haunted. It’s good to know there’s precedent in the real world for a supernatural spin-off of the Fast & Furious movies. I cannot wait for Vin Diesel to fight Ghost Rider, Davy Jones, and James Dean. I’m sure it will be just as sensible as the past five films.
Joking aside, this theory is entirely dependent on your stance on ghosts and the supernatural as a whole. I doubt there’s any way I could sway your mind unless I dragged you to a haunted location and something happened that neither of us could explain. Given I believe in ghosts, I can only speak from my rather biased point of view. Still, I’ll try my best to remain unbiased.
It’s said that a lot of spirits tend to linger around places that have special meaning to them; given the bloody history of IMS, it’s hard not to see why the souls of those who died are there. I think Gordon Smiley, who I mentioned near the start, is a good example. His death, while it would have been extremely quick, was violent. His car exploded after hitting the wall at 200 miles per hour (321 kilometers per hour). If we’re to look at this purely from the angle of what paranormal lore states, then yeah, I would say it’s more than likely the track’s haunted.
However, as is the case with any sort of paranormal happening, there’s no proof to back it up. Sure, there are reports, but those only go so far. To make matters more complicated, it would be quite hard to perform a ghost hunt as IMS is not only still in use but holds several races each year. It’s also quite large, so I doubt a few random folks would be able to “chase” any spirits around without having to run a few miles. Maybe that can be the next great Olympic sport: Ghost Chasing.
It would require a considerable amount of convincing to perform a paranormal investigation. I sincerely doubt any higher-up at NASCAR or Indycar would want the track’s reputation to become “tainted.” Sure, it’s seen a considerable amount of death, but most—if not all—motorsport fans know of the dangers these sports have. However, not everyone is keen on going to a haunted venue. In fact, plenty actively steer clear of them.
On top of that, haunted locations occasionally attract trespassers. It’s possible the track could be vandalized by those seeking a cheap thrill. They could get seriously hurt if they weren’t careful, but I digress. Speculation aside, let’s move on to the next theory; I believe we’ve talked about this one enough.
2. None of it is true/There is a rational explanation
This theory, like the previous one, is a broad stroke on my end; it encompasses pretty much every view a skeptic could hold. But I won’t generalize, as I know that skepticism doesn’t immediately equal being an ardent nonbeliever. Nevertheless, I wanted a broad stroke due to this write-up being five stories in one.
Now, unlike the previous theory, I’ll get into the specifics of each story a little more as it’s considerably easier to go over the skeptical side of things for me. However, I won’t do a deep dive into them; I’ll keep it as brief as possible. Again, I’m doing this due to time constraints, so I do apologize. I have no one to blame but myself.
I’ll go in the order of how they were covered earlier, starting with the Dale Earnhardt story. This story is arguably the weakest of the four; I have no idea where it originates from, nor do I know if anyone has ever bothered to ask someone who worked with Dale about it. I voiced my thoughts on this during the main story itself, but it’s a massive strike against the story and one that puts an enormous hole in it that can’t be ignored.
The autograph from Eddie Sachs is one that I honestly like a lot. It’s heartwarming and made me smile, though it does suffer from two major problems. The first is that we have to rely on the word of a complete stranger on the Internet. I’ve mentioned in the past that this is risky since there’s normally no way to verify anything they say. Now, granted, I’ve gone out and trusted the words of strangers more than once, be it for biased reasons or something else; I’m sure others have, too. So, realistically, this reason hinges more on how much trust you’re willing to put into a random person on the Internet.
The second problem, however, is one that’s a fair bit more damning. As far as I can tell, nobody else noticed Eddit’s spirit. While his death occurred three decades earlier, it’s wild to me that nobody—absolutely nobody—noticed him. Admittedly, it’s possible that the area where John’s kid saw him didn’t have heavy traffic, so there were no additional witnesses. I also know that not every ghost story involves everyone seeing the spirit (especially when it comes to kids). However, I can’t help but think that at least one other person should have recognized him.
Anyway, moving on, the third story has the same problems as the previous one but is arguably the most grounded of all the accounts. I’d say the likeliest answer is that Kyle’s uncle saw an intruder. There are some issues with that idea, though; namely, how did he get inside? I don’t know what security at IMS is like or was like whenever this happened, but I cannot imagine it was that lax.
On top of that, Kyle’s wording makes it sound like his uncle waited a bit before reacting. If that was the case, then he did a bad job at being a security guard unless he really didn’t register it at first. Still, that sounds like something a security guard should be the most alert about someone or something being where it shouldn’t be.
Despite that, I would label this account as the most levelheaded. It can be explained in a multitude of ways and has nothing overly bizarre about it. It’s just a shame it has to be taken at the word of an Internet denizen. I hope you like having to take several dumptrucks of salt when reading a paranormal story!
As for the fourth story, the legend of the old woman is one that I have zero documentation of. Like, there is nothing as far as I can tell; this is one that has a Reddit post, and that’s it. It’s a very old-fashioned type of legend, so it’s possible that, somehow, it became a part of the track. Alas, without any reports online from people who saw this woman, it’s one I would confidently label as “dubious.”
Last but certainly not least is Tony Stewart’s account. The main argument I’ve seen skeptics out forward was that headlights and noise from passing cars from outside the track led him to think that it had “come to life.” You could argue that his exhaustion from running two long, arduous races (along with the trip to and from the tracks) helped him to mistake noise from outside the track as coming from within it.
Of course, given Tony’s adamance, it’s unlikely anyone would be able to plausibly change his mind—along with the other accounts that we went over today. Still, there is (in my eyes) enough evidence to put forward a plethora of rational explanations. After all, the human mind is great at tricking itself.
3. The Racing Gods cursed it
I wasn’t really feeling up to making a meme theory, so I asked some friends of mine. One of them, a fellow who goes by 2001 Honda Civic, posited a theory that opened my eyes; all credit goes to him as a result.
He put forth the idea that the “Racing Gods” cursed the land after the track was temporarily abandoned, thanks to World War II. This curse led to numerous deaths throughout the years. Also, the exhaust fumes contribute to the drivers generally being stupid.
I’m not sure if the history checks out, but I think the science of exhaust fumes leading to drivers not knowing how to drive sounds reasonable. I think my friend’s onto something here. Something bigger than anything I’ve ever covered. Or maybe delirium is beginning to overtake me. You decide!
My Take
I already said that I believe in ghosts, so I think you all know what my stance is. Yes, I think the track is haunted. It’s been the scene of numerous violent and untimely deaths. I can’t imagine that everyone is resting peacefully. With that said, I don’t think all five of the stories we went over are true. While I may think ghosts are real, I don’t consider myself to be blind. Last I checked, I still have eyesight (even if it isn’t as good as it once was).
The one story I’m highly skeptical of is the first one we went over: the one about Dale Earnhardt getting the fright of his life. The man’s life is very well-documented as he was arguably one of the greatest racers in the United States—perhaps the world. While I know that not everything is known about him, I find it difficult to imagine something like this would be a little-known fact. I imagine someone who worked with—or for—him would have spoken about it.
Now, of course, I could be wrong. However, until I see a source, this is the one account we went over that I’m deeply skeptical of. As for the others, none of them strike me as implausible. I’ll go over them one at a time for the sake of brevity.
Tony Stewart’s encounter isn’t anything abnormal in the realm of the paranormal; I’ve heard people say that historical areas “come to life” at night. A good example is the old Yankee Stadium, which I’ve outright been told in person would come alive at night. So, to me, this one I’m inclined to believe. Though, it is within the realm of reason that it could be an error on Stewart’s end.
The autograph is harder to give my thoughts on since it comes from a random comment on the Internet. It could very easily be a hoax. If I’m to assume it’s not, I can see the spirit of someone who died there returning to watch the race. At the same time, however, I could see a stranger appeasing a child with a fake autograph for the sake of making their day. However, I sincerely doubt that, as it feels like a major stretch. So, this is one where I have to lean towards it being either a hoax or an autograph from beyond the grave.
Given nobody noticed Eddie, nor did anyone see him vanish, I’m iffy on this one. Then again, we don’t know where John’s kid saw him; it’s hard to say where I stand on this one. If I had to pick, though, my inner believer sways me toward saying it really happened and that Eddie came back on the anniversary of his fatal wreck to watch the race. However, that belief isn’t unshakable, so I’m sure it could change.
Moving on to the third story, I’m on the fence. Again, I have to take the word of a complete stranger on the Internet. However, I can easily buy into what’s said as it isn’t outlandish to me. Desolate places have creepy feelings to them, especially at night. Couple that with the idea of someone breaking into the track to explore, and I can see this having happened.
Of course, it could have been a ghost, but I’m a tad skeptical here. I’m not sure why, but this strikes me more as someone who wanted to see the track and somehow got in. Then again, I don’t know if the security at IMS is as bad as it was at Talladega back in 1974. So, I’ll just make a broad assumption here and call it a day; I’m not risking jail time for trying to break into a racetrack to learn if the security is good or not.
As for the old woman, that one comes across as a legend. A lot of old buildings and locations have stories of female specters, and I think this is one of those instances. Unless the spirit of someone’s sister, daughter, or wife died at the track (which, as far as I know, didn’t happen), then this one strikes me as a legend and nothing. Of course, she could have been buried where the track was built. We’ll likely never know, unfortunately.
Despite the skepticism with the final two stories, I do think it’s more than likely that the Indianapolis Motor Speedway is haunted. Of course, proving that would be exceedingly difficult, but I have enough faith to stand by that belief. Call me crazy, but I’ve experienced enough weird stuff to take that stance.
That said, I have to wonder how many other racing circuits are haunted. I only know of one other off the top of my head, and we’ll be getting around to it next year. Well, assuming all goes well. If you know of any additional haunted tracks, do let me know!
Conclusion
And so, the first of two bonus entries comes to a close. As I said at the beginning, I had a handful of NASCAR Mysteries planned, but time really began to get tight. I won’t lie; I do feel a tinge of disappointment not getting around to the others, but this one and the Talladega write-up were excruciating to cover. Given my passion for NASCAR, I didn’t want to do anything short of my best possible work with them. Even then, I still feel there’s so much more I could have added, gone over, and rambled about for ages. However, I didn’t want to pad this out for thousands of additional words.
Yet, I can’t help but feel like that would have added so much—and not just in terms of the word count. For whatever reason, I feel like all the potential random fun facts would have been super interesting to even those who don’t watch the sport. Still, deep down, I know it would be distracting and more than likely obnoxious. Oh well, I digress; I hope that you guys enjoyed the two forays into the more mysterious side of NASCAR. While most view it as a sport where people race in circles, there’s so much more to it than that. I hope these two write-ups helped to showcase that.
As for the other bonus entry, it will be something radically different, something much closer to this blog’s norm, and I think you’ll all really like it. It’s peak strangeness of the greatest kind, the kind that I think most of you read this blog for. Until then, however, stay happy, stay healthy, and thank you for reading!
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