Originally Posted by cmakin:
Here is a general question. Would anyone race at a track that didn't provide an ambulance for the evening?
I wouldn't race knowing what can happen. Of course I raced go-carts for quite awhile and we never had an ambulance standing by.
I have told this story before, but given the topic I'll tell it again.
First of all, what I found out was that just because there is a crash wagon there at the track, does not mean that there is anything in it. Case in point....
Many years ago I broke my leg at Kokomo in a sprint car, and this was back when Lipkey's owned it. It was a bit of a fiasco getting me out of the car to start with. I told them that I had broken my left leg just above my ankle. They were lifting me out of the cage from the top when I yelled "stop for a minute. You guys need to grab the bottom part of my leg or it's just going to dangle." So they held the bottom part of my leg and then carried me over to the "ambulance." They sat me down on the ledge of the open sliding door to the crash wagon. Then after they hauled off the torn up race car, they put me on this old gurney and put me back in the "ambulance" from the rear. They then took me to the pit gate where another Ambulance came and picked me up. Of course at that point I had to go through another painful experience changing gurneys. The ambulance drivers said, "So which hospital to you want to go to?" I said, "I don't know, which one is better?" Well they didn't want to answer that, so I said "take me to the closest one then."
My point is this, just because there is an ambulance on the property does not mean there is anything more than a gurney to take you to the pit gate to wait on the real ambulance.
BTW, in the end we called Methodist and got a hold of Dr. Terry Trammel who said to bring him down. I was so lucky to get the best in the business. He saw me at 3am, looked at my films and said we will do surgery at 10am because in his words "I ain't worth a damn right now and sleepy. I'll see you later and get some rest." In surgery he put a titanium rod down through the middle of my left leg bone from an opening he made at my knee cap. He drove the rod down and then through the other end that was broken. Then he secured both ends with some screws. After a year of swimming every day and eventually riding a stationary bike, he took me back in and removed the hardware. We could have left it in, but he said "as long as you race, you could break that leg again and bend that rod and I'll have a hell of a time getting it out of there." He was a great guy with some great common sense.
If god forbid any of you ever get hurt and have broken bones... get to Methodist in Indy and ask for his group.
Be safe, but go fast. That phrase really does not go together does it! LOL.
George Wilkins