Pete McGlynn Racing
By Mike Garland and Pete McGlynn
I meet the McGlynn's when I started at Cordova International Raceway 21 years ago. Pat, Pete's brother also had a front motor dragster that was white. It also had a small block Chevy in it.
For a few years the McGlynn's and I tried to get my wife, Lynn, to take a pass in it but she would not do it. From then on I have watched these two kids grow up and have their own families. They are still very competitive racers. Pat has gone on to a 7 second rear engine car, with Pete still running this cool little 8 second front motor car.
Next time you are at Cordova International Raceway stop by and check this car out.
By Mike Garland
The first time I went to the dragstrip was high school days when I was 13 years old. I went with a friend of mine that raced a station wagon. The following year I went with my uncle, Carl Schatz, and his friend, Bill Huff, to the track. Bill raced a low 8 second RED at the time called Pastors Pastime and Carl was his crew chief. Bill moved into alcohol funny cars so I helped him with those. I remember he sold the funny car right before my 18th birthday. Why do I remember that? Because he was going to let me drive it when I turned 18. That may have been a contributing factor to the sale of the car.
My parents “loaned” me the money to buy an old beat up FED from Bill in 1993 when I was 15 years old. Someone had taken a hammer to the frame rails to get a radiator to fit in it. We had a guy over by Garden Plain, Illinois, who built stock cars fix the chassis. He used the top of the roll cage, steering and front end off the original car - and rebuilt the rest.
My Dad, Frank, hand-built every bracket, mount and body panel on that car. He fabricated Oldsmobile 98 brakes and a Ford Festiva radiator - among countless other things - to make that pipe rack a race car. I like to say I helped but I mostly just sat around and watched and learned a thing or two along the way. My Dad is a true craftsman that can build or fix anything. He made me a car that looked good and was safe to drive.
We built the car in the back of 136 Body Shop in Goose Lake, Iowa. The body shop was across the street from the mechanic shop my dad worked at. Seventeen years later, I married one of the daughters of the guy that owns that body shop. A lot of great things have happened in my life because of that racecar but meeting my wife, Estelle, is the best one.
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