Greg Engle

2 days ago | cupscene.com | Greg Engle

In the latest proof that NASCAR officials will never pass up a chance to tweak, poke, or outright rewire their most chaotic exhibition event, the 2025 All-Star Race is going full tilt with a longer main event, a new “promoter’s caution” that sounds suspiciously like a TV time-out, and a corporate ego showdown that pits Chevy, Ford, and Toyota in a Battle of the Brands — because nothing says Saturday night short track madness like a boardroom fistfight on wheels.

3 days ago | cupscene.com | Greg Engle

In what initially appeared to be a heartwarming comeback straight out of a fanfiction forum and a Monster Energy fever dream, NASCAR fans were left stunned and slightly betrayed after learning that Kasey Kahne—one of the sport’s 75 Greatest Drivers—had not, in fact, made a triumphant return to the track last weekend. The No. 33 car at Rockingham Speedway was instead piloted by an AI-generated Kahne avatar powered by NVIDIA, expired AMP Energy and late-2000s YouTube highlight reels.

4 days ago | cupscene.com | Greg Engle

NASCAR announced its list of 2026 Hall of Fame nominees on Monday, and it reads like a who’s who of horsepower, hard work, and hair-raising moments from racing’s past. Headlining the group are 2004 NASCAR Cup Series champion Kurt Busch and two-time Xfinity Series titleholder Randy LaJoie—both joining the Modern Era ballot for the first time.

4 days ago | forbes.com | Greg Engle

It's that time of year again—when the NASCAR Hall of Fame dusts off its velvet ropes, pulls out the golden ballot box, and reminds us that no matter how many trophies you’ve hoisted or how many rules you’ve bent (or outright lit on fire), you still might not get in. NASCAR released its 2026 Hall of Fame nomination Monday, and right on cue, the internet exploded. Some folks are cheering for Kurt Busch’s debut on the Modern Era ballot. Others are ready to crown Randy LaJoie. And the rest of us?

5 days ago | forbes.com | Greg Engle

When most of us cross the half-century mark, we start hearing whispers from the shadows. Not ghosts, but worse: retirement planners. We begin to notice the pull of the front porch, the gentle lure of sweet tea, and the seductive promise of taking it easy. The world wants us to trade horsepower for rocking chairs, racetracks for golf carts, and say things like, “I used to be wild, back in the day.”Tony Stewart wants absolutely nothing to do with that nonsense.