One of the first people I fully came out to was a college friend.
We were sitting at a picnic table over the lunch hour at Virginia International Raceway. She was working on the grid staff, and I was climbing the ranks of the National Auto Sport Association’s high-performance driver education program in my 1995 Mazda Miata, on my way to earning my full racing license.
Being a car person and being queer are often seen as incompatible. Cars and trucks and racing are largely viewed as hobbies and passions for cisgender straight white men.
Is that truly the case, or are queer people just not visible in the automotive world?
Given many professional racers may have something to lose – be it sponsorship or their manufacturer-provided race car entirely – it’s easy to see why they’d be apprehensive about being out in motorsport. Hurley Haywood waited until he retired to come…