2026: Rockin’ The Summer of my Discontent

10-day weather forecast showing partly cloudy and sunny conditions with temperatures ranging from 56°F to 100°F.

The punishing heatwave that has gripped much of the country for weeks continues after a short 2-day break here in the Rocky Mountains, and it is into this cauldron of heat that I proffer the first update to this blog in over 4 months. This is far and away the longest gap between posts in the history of thunderjetheaven.com.

A shirtless man with a beard and glasses standing with arms raised in a celebratory pose, wearing gray shorts and blue sneakers, in an indoor setting with a 76 gas station flag in the background.
2O lbs LIGHTER! An amazing weight loss in 4 months, yet I am not about to recommend the “grief and depression diet” any time soon.

Life has changed significantly for your humble blogger since that fateful April 1. Everything is different now. Although no new posts have appeared since then, I have actually spent quite a lot of time working on the blog over these past few months. That work, however, has been subtractive rather than additive. More than 20 posts from the last year and a half have been removed entirely, and another 15 or more have been edited, some heavily.

None of this was what I wanted. It is the tragic result of deeply loving someone, believing we were building a future together, and watching that person decide unilaterally—and with no discussion beforehand—that they no longer wanted to be a part of my life. Coming to terms with the wide-ranging effects of that decision is largely what has occupied me throughout the summer. It is not, however, the only thing…

Spinning Wheel Got To Go ‘Round: What’s Coming for thunderjetheaven.com…and What’s Not

Last year I made some promises about future content. I kept most of them, but not all. The Saturday Morning Time Machine posts, sadly, were not sustainable; although it was a great idea, and I managed to create two of them, they were simply too involved and too time-consuming for something I do in my spare time. I won’t say I’ll never revisit the idea again in the future in some form, but like so much good material on TV when we were kids, that series has been cancelled.

A circular logo featuring the word 'Modelo' in white, with 'En BOFUS' in gold and '2025' beneath it, set against a dark background.

3 other ventures, “Lorelei,” “Modelo En Bofus,” and “DC Confidential” (and its occasional companion series, “Drag City Noir”), were sustained for a while. As much as I enjoyed writing those posts, I feel that the majority of readers interested in a blog about slot cars were probably less receptive to these than to some of my other material. Thus, only the “Modelo En Bofus” posts may continue into the future.

Here’s an overview of where I plan to go with this blog:

More plastic, less metal
A collection of toy cars in various colors, including red, blue, green, black, orange, and yellow, arranged on a textured carpet. Two cars have their doors open, showcasing their interiors.

As I pointed out in this post from over 2 years ago, I blended my two scale-model automotive hobbies, including my 1:64 die-cast collecting along with my tech and history articles about slot cars. This was always my intention, right from the beginning. There will still be a place for die-cast material on this blog, just as there will always be a place for die-cast collecting in my heart, but in the near term, content here will pivot away from Hot Wheels and other makes of “free-wheelers” and back toward motorized slot cars.

Less AI
A red sports car with the number 11 collides with a white sports car featuring the number 23 on a racetrack, surrounded by spectators and billowing dust.
There will still a place for scenes like these from the track, but in moderation

AI image- and movie-making was a fun toy…for a hot minute. Over the last year, however, I have become as disenchanted as everyone else with the staggering proliferation of “AI slop” on the internet. I now see this new toy in a different light. While I will still occasionally use AI as an enhancement to some of the material I write, my use of it will be more judicious in the future, as I have no desire to contribute to the flood of machine-generated content we’re all drowning in. Expect to see fewer renderings of Drag City and more photographs of the “real” thing.

Lore…Properly Relocated

Probably my biggest joy in writing this blog has been my fiction pieces, which cover everything from the back-stories of the cars I race and the backgrounds of their mythical drivers, to historical fiction about the track itself and the fictitious town in which it is located. One of the biggest changes wrought by the process of grief over the last 4 months is a renewed interest in my fiction writing, and this is where I plan to direct the majority of my time and effort going forward…in the right venue. My intention is to publish my first book by the end of the year, and shortly thereafter, create a Substack feed for my stories. As a result, there will be less “Lorelei” going forward, with fiction concerning only the cars and drivers, rather than elaborate stories about the town of Wardglenn, its history, denizens, and mysteries. This means an effective end to the “DC Confidential” and “Drag City Noir/Dark Lounge” posts.

Two men sitting at a table in a café, smiling at the camera. One man is wearing a red cap and a t-shirt with a 'Powerlube Motor Oil' logo, while the other is in a black coat and glasses. They each have a coffee mug in front of them, with a neon sign in the background reading 'Drag City Diner.'
One your HB’s favorite writers was passing through town! I stopped in at Drag City Diner to have a cup of coffee with Mr. Bradbury

However, this does not mean a complete end to the stories behind Drag City; while it is likely to be years in the future as I work through publishing my writing going all the way back to the beginning of this century, I have conceived an idea for a novel about the track, combining many of the elements you’ve seen already in the pieces published here. More than this I won’t reveal because I think it’s a rather original idea I’m kicking around, but rest assured, the legends surrounding this racetrack in southeastern California are not dead!

Since I am storyteller by nature, there’s no way my imagination will be eliminated from this blog entirely. Even so, posts here will focus more on what most people want to see: the nuts and bolts of slot cars: modification, restoration, customization, maintenance, performance, and racing. Any lore included will be directly related to those topics.

The Sounds of Summer ‘26

A close-up view of a spinning vinyl record on a turntable, featuring a gold-colored record and a tonearm with a stylus.

One thing I can guarantee will never change is my passion for music, and the indelible way I intertwine it with my love for cars, driving, and racing. Seeking new sounds in an effort to forge a new path forward, the hot weather of this summer has driven me hard into a sound I’ve always loved, but which has as many descriptors as it has fans. It is most commonly called “Garage Punk.” Some call it “Psych Fuzz;” others might use terms like “Garage Psych” or even “Psych Punk.” Call it what you will, my focus this summer has been on a sound reminiscent of the psychedelic music of the late 1960’s, stripped of ornamentation and jam-band looseness, driven by blunt riffs, repetitive beats, distortion, attitude, and enough aggression to feel dangerous. It combines elements of rockabilly, shoegaze, and of course, punk; it is less about dreamy “psychedelia” and more about using repetition and noise as a weapon…in other words: DRIVING MUSIC!

Scoring the scorching summer of ’26 here at Drag City Raceway are the following acts, all of which I have dived into with relish in the last 4 months:

* Loop
* Moon Duo
* The Janitors
* The Warlocks
* Magic Shoppe
* Wooden Shjips
* Dead Skeletons
* Singapore Sling
* The Third Sound
And the 800 lb gorilla of this genre:
* The Brian Jonestown Massacre

And, reprising their roles from the summer of 2022 when my dear departed friend Dale was still with me:

* Psychic Ills
* The Night Beats

A man smiling while holding a vinyl record in one hand and a pink vinyl disc in the other, wearing a green shirt and standing in a living room.
The Night Beats’ debut album on Fuzz Club Records: x-parent purple vinyl. GYEAGH!

No, this is not a complete list; there are a great many others I’ve been listening to for years (The Black Angels, The Black Keys, The Vacant Lots, The Telescopes, The Raveonettes, The O-Sees, LA Witch, etc), but those listed above are the ones I’ve most recently gotten into and thus are ascendant this year. These are bands that owe much of their sound to some of my near-lifelong favorites like The Cramps, Suicide, and The Jesus & Mary Chain. Some of them date all the way back to the mid-1980s, many are much newer, but all have something to offer for those who, like me, worship at the alter of reverb and feedback. Many of these acts – particularly Wooden Shjips – utilize the vintage sound of the Farfisa organ impeccably, while others specialize in rhythm like pumping pistons, and still others are content to just blow your head off with glorious squalling noise! BJM is the one that covers all the bases, from psych-inspired dream pop to garage punk at its most feral.

Two vinyl record covers side by side. The left cover features a British flag design with the text 'Take it from the man!' and the band name 'the brian jonestown massacre.' The right cover showcases an abstract artwork with a figure and intricate designs in a purple color scheme.
BJM on vinyl, the way God intended! One slab at a time….

Naturally I must stream in the beginning, but I’m working on getting everything I can on vinyl, some of it surprisingly difficult-and expensive-to track down. But I’ll get everything I want eventually, and I’ll drag you along with me every step of the way! Expect any future slot car racing videos to dip heavily into this catalog for their accompanying scores!

Now Is The Time To Look Forward, Not Back

Two toy race cars on a track, one blue with red stripes labeled 'Lola' and the other black with the number 8, surrounded by various vintage toy cars in the background.

Drag City Raceway, and this blog about it, is by nature a nostalgia project: for me, a look back on the era of my personal childhood, and for you, my readers, a look back at the toys we loved as kids and still do. Although there has always been a small, strange contingent of people who insist on stigmatizing it, I have always believed that nostalgia is a positive force in our lives, and it’s a powerful one. However, like everything in life, it can be overdone.

A man with a beard holding a pipe, sitting on a leather couch, shirtless, with a tattoo visible on his chest.
Although it was formerly only a winter luxury, I have recently dusted off my pipe collection and have been enjoying them in the evenings for the first time since Dale passed in April of 2023.

There comes a point when looking backward, however fondly, begins to compete with looking forward. I think I have reached that point. The months since April 1 have been among the most painful and difficult of my life, and one thing they have made very clear is that I need to begin putting more of my attention toward what comes next. There are parts of the past that I will always treasure, and I have no desire to erase them or pretend they did not matter. But there is also a time to begin making new things, pursuing new ideas, taking some chances, and finding out what else life may still have waiting. For me, that time is now.

A detailed die-cast model of a gray racing car with 'RED'S SALVAGE' and race number 8, positioned on a slot car track.
November 2022: one of my “home bilts” that turned out really well!

That does not mean Drag City Raceway is going anywhere, nor does it mean that I have lost my interest in slot cars. I still collect them, I still race them, and when something particularly interesting turns up—whether it is a new addition to the collection, a discovery worth sharing, or some obscure bit of slot-car knowledge I think deserves to be preserved—I will still turn up here and write about it.

But going forward, those posts are likely to become much less frequent.

A colorful tattoo design featuring a wolf character in a police hat, smoking a pipe and showing a middle finger, with the text 'I WALK ALONE' above and 'ALONE' below in bold, decorative lettering.
TATTOO FLASH – Pulled together from iconic imagery and my own will, by the spring of 2027 this will be on my right bicep: a constant reminder to never, ever again allow myself to be hurt the way I was this year!

For some time, life has pulling me in some new directions, and now, that pull has become an irresistible force: there are other things I want to build, write, explore and accomplish while I still have the time and the opportunity to do them. For many years, thunderjetheaven.com has been one of the places where I put an enormous amount of my creative energy. Going forward, more of that energy is going to be spent elsewhere.

So this is not exactly an ending. The lights are still on at Drag City Raceway, and there will still be nights when the cars come out and the track comes alive. But the races will be fewer, the intervals between them longer, and this blog will become less a continuing chronicle and more what it perhaps was always destined to become: an archive of a time, a place, a hobby, and a particular way of remembering the past.

A miniature racing scene featuring two toy cars on a track, with a colorful audience in a grandstand and palm trees in the background. The yellow car is in the foreground, while a white car overtakes it. A camera crew captures the event.

To those of you who have stopped by over the years—especially those who subscribed, commented, shared a memory, asked a question, or simply kept coming back—thank you! A blog like this is an odd little thing to send out into the world, and it has always meant a great deal to know that there were people out there who understood what I was doing and enjoyed coming along for the ride. I hope you’ll continue to stop by from time to time. There is an awful lot here already, and every once in a while there will still be something new waiting for you.

A detailed scene of miniature figurines celebrating a car race victory, with a person holding a trophy and several colorful toy cars lined up on a racetrack, surrounded by an audience in a stadium setting.

So by all means, keep thunderjetheaven.com bookmarked and check in every now and then. I can’t tell you when the next post will appear; it might be a few weeks from now, a few months from now, or whenever something comes along that I genuinely think is worth sharing. There will be no schedule, and no posts written simply because I feel obligated to fill space on a calendar. But when I find another car worth showing you, learn something about these old toys worth passing along, or simply have something new to say, I’ll be here.

We have spent a lot of time looking back. Now, I am venturing forth to see what happens next.

Wish me luck, dear readers, and I will see you at the races!

SOUNDTRACK SAMPLER

THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE – “Anenome”

BJM at their most psychedelic and trippy! This is the song that launched “the summer of my discontent” and made me an instant BJM fan; once I heard this, it was ON!

THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE – “The Serious Matter”

BJM at their grimiest, filthyist, garage-punk best! I damn near pogo’d through my living room floor the first time I heard this! Crank it up to 11 and wreck the room!

WOODEN SHJIPS – “Black Smoke Rise”

An anthem for a road race if ever there was one! You cannot sit still for this; it’s just what you need to get amped up for a tournament! And bliss out on that Farfisa!

MOON DUO – “Dance Pt 3”

A band started by a founding member of Wooden Shjips…gee, can you tell?! A hypnotic slab of neo-psych —part motorik pulse, part heat-haze hallucination, with the guitar smeared across the track until it feels less played than suspended in the air

SINGAPORE SLING – “Overdriver”

The debut track from their 2012 debut album: primitive drumbeat, narcotic fuzz, sneering vocals, and a guitar riff that sounds like it’s been dragged through an alley at 3:00 AM. The charging rhythm ends in a glorious wall of JAMC-inspired noize!

SINGAPORE SLING – “The Nothing Inside”

Another masterpiece from the 6th album by these rockers from Iceland: A dark, brooding track that chugs like it’s being timed by a camshaft!

MAGIC SHOPPE – “Blowup”

Run innocent ’60s pop through every reverb amp in the world, and out comes this deliciously corrupt candy! Hear the golden era on bad acid!

THE WARLOCKS – “Shake The Dope Out”

If you think you can find a better track for cruising in a classic muscle car on a hot summer night with the windows or the top down, take your best shot!

THE THIRD SOUND – “Half Alive”

What would happen if we added a dash of retro-electronica to our psych fuzz? Well, the answer might be a third sound!

DEAD SKELETONS – “Yama”

A muddy, dirgey chant for piloting a Chevelle or a Charger straight into the afterlife! This pumps like a churning engine, and puts you in a groove that just does not let up until the engine finally idles and shuts off. This isn’t a song, its a ride!

DC Confidential | THE OUTLAW GARAGE: The Shop Behind the Stopwatch

A woman with blonde hair, wearing a beige blazer over a denim shirt, holds a notebook and pen while attending a drag racing event at 'Drag City.'

My name is Roxy Calder. I’m writing this down because Drag City has a habit of turning facts into legend overnight, and The Outlaw Garage has become one of those places people talk about more than they actually understand. A reputation like theirs attracts every kind of projection—envy, superstition, hero worship, and the occasional outright lie. So I did what I always do when the pit lane gets loud: I went looking for receipts.

Neon sign that reads 'DRAG CITY Confidential' against a dark background with palm trees.

“Outlaw” is the kind of word that makes people lean in—half excited, half suspicious—like they’re hoping for a scandal. That’s not what this is. The Outlaw Garage isn’t a criminal enterprise hiding behind a cool name; it’s a small, stubborn shop that built its reputation the hardest way possible: by getting results in public, over and over, where the stopwatch can’t be bribed and excuses don’t survive the heat.

A detailed miniature scene depicting a vibrant car racing track with various toy cars, a ticket booth, and figurines of spectators. The setting includes a gas station and buildings in a busy atmosphere.
Located right next door to Drag City’s main spectator entrance, the unassuming Outlaw Garage looks pretty ordinary under the noon-day sun…but looks can be deceiving!

And here’s the part the modern world keeps forgetting: old cars aren’t computers. They don’t behave because a program told them to. They have moods—good days, bad days, and days where they run like magic for reasons you can’t quite explain. Most people try to tame that with shortcuts, charts, and bravado. The Outlaw Garage does it the old way—by understanding what a machine is trying to say, and having the patience to listen until it finally tells the truth.

From the street, the shop doesn’t look like much: three bays, brick painted white over blue, green awnings that throw just enough shade to make the interior look darker than it is. A corrugated roof that hums when the wind picks up off the flats. If you didn’t know what you were looking for, you could drive past it on Bear Valley Road without ever slowing down.

A miniature auto repair shop scene featuring various toy cars, including red and silver models. Several miniature figures are engaged in activities like changing a tire, holding tools, and repairing a vehicle in a workshop setting.

But people do slow down. Not because of the building, but because of what keeps happening inside it.

On a race weekend, the driveway never really empties. Cars arrive with problems they’ve already paid someone else to fix. Engines come in quiet and leave sounding sharper, tighter, like they’ve remembered what they were built for. A driver might show up frustrated and leave an hour later saying nothing at all, which at Drag City usually means everything worked.

A detailed model scene featuring a garage with the sign 'BFGoodrich', surrounded by various miniature cars and figures working on them.
The Outlaw Garage @ 1:1!

None of it looks dramatic while it’s happening. The legend only starts later, when the lap times show up.

Two men discussing cars in a junkyard with a blue sedan and a damaged white sports car on a trailer.
Restoration King: Shop manager Metzger examines a recently arrived “barn find” brought in by a well-heeled customer


A Shop That Grew With the Track

Exterior view of the Outlaw Garage featuring two open bays, blue and white brick walls, and tool storage areas inside.

When Drag City began changing shape—first by expanding beyond the original strip, and later by redesigning, relocating pits, and rethinking how people and cars moved through the facility—the Outlaw Garage changed with it.

A miniature auto repair shop with a corrugated metal roof, featuring the BFGoodrich sign, surrounded by toy cars and figures. Two cars are parked in front, while mechanics work on vehicles inside the shop.
The Outlaw Garage at DC Mk. II in the late 1960s

In its earliest life it was defined by proximity to the work: an extension of the old Chevron bays that became the first practical pit nerve center when the road course era took hold, before the official pits were moved in 1967 and the dual bays rebranded as a dedicated tuning shop.

But Drag City didn’t freeze in 1967. As the track matured through later rebuilds and reconfigurations—especially in the modern Mk IV layout—the “front door” of the facility shifted, and with it the gravitational pull of the entrance gates, staging areas, and public flow.

A yellow sports car, a silver classic car, and a red vintage car are lined up in a garage with gray walls and visible tools in the background.

The result is that today the Outlaw Garage occupies a different role than it once did. Instead of serving as the improvised pit complex of the early road-course era, the shop now sits just outside the modern entrance ecosystem—where spectators arrive, entrants queue, and the business end of the track meets its public face.

Which means that sooner or later, everyone notices it.



The Small Shop Problem

There is one detail about the Outlaw Garage that comes up again and again: it doesn’t look big enough.
Three bays, a modest office, and just enough room out front to shuffle cars around; for a place that quietly services everything from vintage racers to exotic road machines, it feels improbably small.

The practical explanation is simple enough. The crew maintains an off-site annex elsewhere in town, where spare engines, bodywork, and long-term projects are stored between races. It’s the kind of logistical solution any working race shop eventually adopts.

A mechanic working on engine parts in a dimly lit workshop, with a vintage race car in the background.
Burning the midnight oil: the shop’s expert fabricator Hank “Stitch” Merriman is also an expert engine builder

When I asked about it, Brad Metzger confirmed as much with a shrug. “You can’t run a place like this without somewhere to stack things.”

But if you listen to the rumors long enough, you’ll hear a different version. Some people say the real work happens “out there.” The mechanics just laugh at that. According to everyone who actually knows the shop, whatever makes the Outlaw Garage special happens right here—in three cramped bays under a roof that rattles when the desert wind comes through Wardglenn.

Two men holding bottles stand outside the Outlaw Garage, with classic cars visible inside the garage.
Cal “Torque” Dobbins and Enzo “Z” Marchelli take a suds break after hours


The Man Who Runs the Floor

A man with short hair and a slight smile, wearing a gray work shirt, standing in a workshop setting with dim lighting.
Shop proprietor B. Metzger

If the Outlaw Garage has a center of gravity, it’s the man who runs the floor: Brad Metzger.

Metzger isn’t the kind of mechanic who fills a room. He doesn’t need to. He listens more than he talks, and when he does speak it’s usually because he’s already decided what the problem is. There’s no performance to it, no attempt to impress. Just a quiet certainty that tends to make arguments stop before they start.

One driver told me Metzger once diagnosed an ignition issue without opening the hood. Another said he called a failure before it happened, then fixed it before the next heat. Metzger, when I asked him about either story, just shook his head. “It’s not magic,” he said. “It’s just paying attention.”

The Outlaw Crew

Metzger doesn’t run the place alone. Seven other mechanics make up the core floor crew at Outlaw Garage—each one with a specialty, and all of them working from the same set of fundamentals.

Cal “Torque” Dobbins handles Chevrolets and all things GM, the kind of expert who can hear something wrong before you can describe it. Rico Santoro is the Mopar man, known for building big-block engines that feel like they’re carrying a grudge. Miles Hargrove takes care of the Porsches, methodical and precise, the one people trust when reliability matters more than anything else. Enzo “Z” Marchelli works on the Italian cars—Ferraris especially—treating carburetors and ignition systems with a level of attention that borders on ritual.

Daphne Lusk handles the British machines, Jaguars included, with a reputation for solving problems other shops write off as “just how those cars are.” Hank “Stitch” Merriman fabricates whatever doesn’t exist yet, quietly turning raw metal into parts that look like they were always meant to be there. And Leonard Pike—Lenny to everyone in the shop—is the machinist, the one who measures everything twice and then checks the tools he used to measure it.

Individually, they’re specialists. Together, they’re something else.

Porsche specialist Miles Hargrove and Leonard Pike fire up a modified and freshly rebuilt 911 as their boss observes the results.


Why It Works

Two men in work clothes examining a Ferrari engine under the hood of a classic car in a dimly lit workshop.
“The Ferrari Whisperer.” Italian car expert Enzo Marchelli with Metzger, divining the mysteries of the Columbo short-block V12

Ask ten different people why the Outlaw Garage gets the results it does, and you’ll get ten different answers. Secret techniques. Special parts. A trick nobody else has figured out. The truth is less exciting—and harder to copy. They understand the fundamentals: Fuel. Air. Spark. Heat. Friction. Timing.

And maybe more importantly, they understand that not every engine behaves the same way, even when it’s built the same way. Cars of the eras that race at Drag City have personalities; anyone who’s spent enough time around them knows that. Some respond to adjustment immediately. Others resist. Some need to be coaxed or pushed. Others need to be left alone. Most modern shops don’t have the time—or the patience—for that kind of nuance.

Two men in mechanic overalls examining a classic orange muscle car outside the Outlaw Garage, with a BFGoodrich sign in the background.
Santoro and Pike discuss plans for a ’68 Charger R/T brought in by a customer to be upgraded from a road car to a track-capable monster
Interior view of Outlaw Garage showing two vehicle lifts, tool storage, and a variety of equipment along the walls.


Outlaw does.

They listen. They adjust. They test. They repeat. And when they’re done, the car doesn’t just run; it runs the way it was meant to.

There’s a reason people talk about the Outlaw Garage the way they do. Not because it’s mysterious, but because it isn’t. Everything they do happens out in the open, in full view of anyone willing to pay attention. The problem is that most people don’t know what they’re looking at.

Up Close and Personal with Tyco S & Pro

A collection of toy cars lined up on a surface, featuring a prominent red, white, and blue car with stars on top.

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve had the good fortune to find a couple of very distressed older Tyco cars for sale at extremely low prices. As much as I enjoy rejuvenating and restoring old slot cars, I didn’t exactly set out looking for junk; but I did think it would be interesting to acquire a couple of examples of another brand and type of slot car just to see what they’re like. I’ve done this before: see my detailed posts on my first Atlas slot car here and my first Faller AMS car here. However, unlike with Atlas and Faller, I have some backstory with Tyco, and I bet some of you do as well.

A vintage advertisement for TYCO featuring two boys engaging with toy train sets and racing cars on a track, highlighting the excitement of play and action.

My choice of the Thunderjet platform wasn’t entirely organic, owing to the way I got into this hobby, something I’ve described in detail on several occasions. I picked Thunderjets primarily because of the way they look: I feel they are among the most accurate representations of real cars that you can get in slot format. Along with that came the huge variety of different body styles and customization parts that were available for them. The third consideration was the ease of maintenance, and how durable and long-lasting they have proven to be.

Now, since this is a blog mostly for slot car enthusiasts, I probably don’t need to launch into a full dissertation on the history of Tyco, because I suspect a lot of you reading this know as much about it as I do, or more. Telling the whole story would be preaching to the choir, and nobody likes that. But there are a couple of elements of Tyco’s history that are of particular interest to me as a Matchbox and Hot Wheels collector, so I’m going to run through a quick synopsis of what I know so far….

An advertisement featuring eight model racing cars, including Gulf Porsche, Ferrari 512M, Baja Bronco, Porsche 914/Racing, Camero Funny Car, Super Bird, Mustang Funny Car, and Lola 260, highlighting Tyco Pro racing products.

It began with the S line of 1963–64. The “S” stood for Speedways, and this was the company’s first real step into HO electric racing. From there, Tyco leapt into the performance age with TycoPro in 1970 and the refined TycoPro II soon after. The line then evolved through the later consumer-performance generations—HP2/Curve Hugger, Magnum 440, HP7, and the magnet-heavy 440X2, which became the signature late-classic Tyco chassis for many collectors. In corporate terms, the next chapter came when Tyco bought Matchbox in 1992, creating a distinct Matchbox-Tyco era, followed by Mattel’s acquisition of Tyco in 1997, which folded both Tyco and Matchbox into Mattel’s empire. Under Mattel, the old Tyco 440 family lingered on in modified form as Electric Hot Wheels / 440X3, but after that the line effectively passed out of active production and into the collector-legacy era, where it remains today: no longer a living product family, but still one of the great names in HO slot-car history.

Four toy cars lined up on a white surface: a red car with white stripes, and three blue cars of different styles.
Tyco S lineup from the mid-1960s

And so, precisely because my choice of the Thunderjet as my preferred platform was not entirely organic, it’s interesting for me to look back on my own childhood and remember that my initiation into slot cars was actually via Tyco Pro. That was the format I first had, the one that first brought slot cars into my life, so it seems only fitting that the Tyco brand should have a place in my collection. And yet, up to this point, it really hasn’t. So…

My 1st TYCO “S” slot car!

A red toy car on a miniature highway set, surrounded by other toy cars in the background.
Yes, it’s rough—but it was cheap.

The seller advertised this one as-is, with runner status unknown, and it has obvious paint damage and body fatigue. But for the price being asked, I thought it would be cool to acquire one of these even if it turned out to be completely dead, just to take it apart and see how it was constructed. This is the natural curiosity of the enthusiast mechanic/engineer, and I willingly gave in to it. I was quite excited when it arrived.

So, let’s de-construct and examine!

A vintage red model car body displayed on a workbench, featuring signs of wear and tear.
The Jaguar E-Type body is worse for wear, but it’s a better-looking rendition of this car than many!

Just as the photos I’ve seen online predicted, the chassis looks a lot like an Marusan/Atlas design…so much so that one wonders how they got away with it! The in-line motor and worm-and-wheel final drive mimic Atlas almost exactly, and even the pick-ups shoes, with their built-in spring, have a very similar design. Likewise, the “S” mimics one of Atlas’ worst features, a closed drive line that is untouchable unless you take the body off the chassis! For reasons I described in detail here, this may look neat and tight to the eye, but it’s a bad design; with no way to “jog” the motor or axle other than just rapping on the car itself, there’s no easy way to free a stuck motor…and that tends to happen to slot cars kind of a lot, ya know?

Two vintage slot car models displayed on a flat surface, one on top of the other. The top car features a red and gray design, while the bottom car displays a black body with 'TYCO' marked on it. Both cars have visible wheels and motors.
The Tyco S seen with one of the common variations of the Atlas chassis

There are many variations on the Atlas design over the years, as there are with the German Faller AMS chassis, and I see strong commonalities between all of these, as all used an inline motor “block” around which the chassis was built. The biggest weakness I see in all these cars is in the axle mounting, where it seems that the plastic chassis anchoring the axles is a weakness, as the mounting blocks are potentially fragile and if one of them breaks, the chassis is scrap; the strength of the axle mounts is another superiority of the T-Jet design. Tyco, however, did something different here, although I have to confess I don’t know why, and here’s where would ask if my readers can enlighten me. Unlike all the others, the Tyco has a pivoting front axle. On mine it appears to be locked into a forward position but it clearly was originally made to be steerable. What was the purpose of this? As best I can tell, the original design called for some sort of steering system that was perhaps never utilized, or maybe was so only on some versions. Anybody out there know?

Finally at the rear of the chassis we have another interesting innovation: a weight designed to fit directly over the rear wheels to give the car more traction. That’s clearly the function of the heavy plastic block that fits over the rear axle on either side of the worm gear: its a trick bit of machining, and its heavy enough that it made me think it was metal at first.

Close-up of a red toy car showing the rear wheel and body details.
A genuine flat tire

The Tyco S naturally had their own wheel and tire design, as all manufacturers did, but sadly this is probably the biggest weakness of this platform today: the tires on these old cars have dried up into hard brittle pucks; all the pliability is gone, so there is no removing them without shattering them, and so far, I have found nothing in my tire stash from all my various customs that looks like they may replace them; the hubs are far larger than a T-Jet; T-jet truck tires, later Tyco tires, and even Road Race Replicas and Vincent variations won’t fit them. That’s a shame, since my purchase not only has the dried-out tires but also has one on the rear with a pronounced flat spot.

Does anyone know if any enterprising slotists out there have made reproductions that I haven’t found yet, or has found an existing tire that fits?

I’m still looking, and intend to try some Matchbox “regular wheel”-era tires-those will be plastic of course, not ideal but better than nothing-and even thinking of seeing if there’s anything from the 1:43 scale world that might work. I’ll experiment, and if I find a solution here before someone else proposes one, I’ll let you know!

A close-up image of a small, clear plastic clip with a black dot in the center, resting on a textured brown surface.
The heat damaged window insert didn’t look promising!

Now then, can we get it running?! The condition of the window insert that fell out of the Jaguar body was not encouraging, distorted and discolored as it was at the lower front edge by heat! I figure that was a bad sign, and the motor did have a hint of that dreaded smell, but I worked on it anyway: de-corrosion with Tarn-X, thorough cleaning and oiling, sanding and brightening the pick-up shoes and their mounts with fine sandpaper and a polishing stone on the Dremel. Of course, the motor block is well-nigh impenetrable, and I didn’t want to get into taking that apart, since an attempt to do the same with a Faller AMS resulted in a lost part that I never was able to find and ruined that motor! I would if I had too, but it turns out I didn’t; after a lot of careful cleaning and oiling, I put it to a 9V and got a sign of life! It took a while – over an hour of coaxing – but little by little I was able to restore connectivity from the pick-up shoes to the motor and eventually I got it going; first it would move only a few inches, then a couple of feet, and before too long, I had it doing a circuit! WOW, it works! I didn’t expect that!

Bringing it back to life! Running sans-body, first without and then with the “weight block” over the rear axle

I cleaned up the battered body as best I could. The Tyco S is held together by 2 screws exactly like a T-Jet (so here they borrowed Aurora’s weakest design point!) and naturally the posts were both a mess; the rear one is cracked in half completely and the front one, while in tact, is split in 2 places and is just barely holding, so this body’s days on the track are over without some fabrication; even so, I polished her up and removed the grime “baked in” over years. The paint is badly damaged as you can see, but here again I’m choosing “patina” over restoration and going to let it stay in the “barn find” condition it’s in. Once done, I put it all back together as best I could, and decided to put it on the track to see if she’d play along…

It lives, IT LIVES!!!

At the end of this experiment, I was so taken with the Tyco S that I decided to spend some fairly big money acquiring another, because a rare and beautiful example came up for sale at a price I thought was reasonable in context, and I grabbed it. This latest find is in great condition, but in order to see what it is, you’ll have to tune in for a future post! Suffice to say that bringing this car back to life was a blast, and once I work out something for the tires/wheels, I’ll have a pair of Tyco S cars to run on The HO Highway!

A close-up of a red toy car placed on a textured surface, surrounded by various other toy cars in the background.

Going “Pro”…for the first time in 50 years!

A toy car featuring a blue and white star-spangled roof and a red and white striped back, displayed on a light background with a 'SOLD' label.

My next acquisition from Tyco-land was a real throwback to your humble blogger’s own childhood: now we’re going back to my own personal past to the very first slot cars I ever owned: the “brass pan” Tyco Pros! I found this Chaparral in the 1976 Bicentennial celebration colors selling for next to nothing because its missing several body parts: the wing and the window insert are all history…kind of odd considering the rest of the body seems to be in great condition. The seller advertised it by saying “This car runs when it wants too.” That sounded like a challenge, so for $15, I grabbed it, and within a week was holding the first Tyco Pro my hands have touched since I was 7 or 8 years old!

Close-up view of a model car chassis showing the motor, wires, and wheels, with visible red, green, and white components.

The Tyco Pro design is elaborate; at a glance it appears to be fragile but its actually quite robust, the one exception being the ever present danger of those tiny wires breaking one of their connections. I’ve brought this up before in the context of the lighting wires for the Thunderjet “Flamethrowers”: I don’t know who out there has the equipment or the skill to solder wires this small, but I sure don’t, so if any of these connections were to ever break, my own Tyco chassis would be history.

Close-up of a hand holding a model car with a metal underside marked 'TYCO PRO' and visible wheels and axles.

These chassis were made in Hong Kong, and I can only imagine that the factory procedure to assemble these was intense; I bet those tiny solders were all done by hand! You could never do something like that economically now…well, at least not until AI robots become sophisticated enough to bring that kind of productivity back! The pivoting, self-centering head and elongated “slot” was abandoned on later designs for a much more conventional metal pin, but seemed like a clever idea to give the car some steering ability and make it more “tossable” in turns, giving your racing activities a feel of reality that other brands at the time couldn’t match. And we all remember the “plunger” style pick-ups, a remarkably intricate design that can be problematic to fix but works well when it works at all! That’s where my purchase was failing…

If I pressed down hard on the front the “head” would make contact and the motor would run, but left alone, there was not enough pressure to get a connection. What to do with this, then? Well first, another de-corrosion and cleaning on all the parts…and then, an inspiration to add a tiny amount of dielectric grease to the shafts of those plungers to try to tame the wobble in their bearings that high mileage had likely caused. The combination worked; after about an hour of careful cleaning and experimentation, I had her reliably running!

Close-up view of the side of a toy race car, showcasing its detailed wheels and red accents.

The next thing to address was the rear tires, which of course were hard and brittle, and one of them shattered when I removed it. I tried a set of Road Race Replicas silicones, and those fit and worked, but they were a little too short and tilted the chassis backward enough that contact problems at the front began to return, so I hunted around through my parts bin again. It took a while, but I found a pair of rears that I believe were originally from a set of AJ’s aluminum wheels that fit very nicely! They are a hair thicker and a hair taller than the originals, but they fit and looked decent, and although they themselves are old and a bit “out of round” and don’t have the best traction, it’s nice to know that reproduction tires that will fit these Tyco Pros are available today from vendors like JAG Hobbies. These AJ’s tires would do for now, though, to get her on the track!

Close-up view of the internal components of a small motorized device, featuring wires, a light bulb, and gears. The image shows the connections and structure of the device.
All cleaned up, lubed and oiled, ready to rock!

Like many Pro era cars, the Chaparral coupe has lighting, and the tiny bulb in the chassis not only worked, it worked very well: it lit up extremely strong and bright – much brighter than the same bulb on my lone working T-Jet Flamethrower – and once it was worked into the little recess in the plastic of the headlight “manifold,” it looked great on the track! So, let’s see what she can do!

A toy race car with a red and white striped design and a blue roof featuring white stars, positioned on a slot car racing track, with various miniature vehicles and figures in the background.

When Tyco advertised the Pro models as the fastest slot cars on the market, they weren’t kidding! These things move! Their speed might not be impressive by modern standards, but they leave the early T-Jets in the dust! Aurora would of course response to this with the AFX line just a year or two later, which started the trend of what were once “HO” slot cars getting bigger and bigger. I was very pleased, however, to find that this Chaparral is almost the perfect size and scale to co-mingle with my vast collection of Matchbox and Hot Wheels cars! They are a little smaller than I remember them being, and while they are a hair bigger in comparison to original T-Jets, they look right at home on the Drag City diorama!

This raises a new question: where in my world do these Tyco Pros belong: on the HO Highway, or at the “big track?”

Well, considering they don’t have traction magnets, they don’t like the banked turn, although I was able to get this one moving fast enough to negotiate the high bank of lane 2; it won’t do the low bank of lane 1, so although the elongated slot design likes to hang up on the older Model Motoring track, that is probably where she belongs. She’ll out run all the T-Jets there, though, even the “Tuff Ones!” Perhaps some of the Dash Motorsports chassis will keep up…we shall see, and it will be fun finding out!

A vintage toy racing car with a red and white design, featuring the number 3 and blue racing stripes on the side.

Having seen this, I’m now turning my attention to some of the really cool early Pro bodies that I never had as a kid, such as the Lamborghini Miura P400 I mentioned here, as well as a few others like the Ferrari 512M, the Iso Grifo, and the DeTomaso Pantera. I also want to recapture the first two slot cars I ever owned exactly as I owned them: the Porsche 908 in silver and red and the 917K in light blue and orange. And there’s a Datsun 240Z in red and white that I definitely want again, as the one I had in childhood was the fastest slotty I owned: I beat all the neighborhood kid’s Pros and AFX’s with that one, and while that has zilch to do with the body, its a fun memory that makes me want it back! These cars also look really slick with the white rear tires they made for a time, so I’ll be on the lookout for some of those as well. So, I can assure you that there’s a few more Tyco Pros in my near future!

And so, there’s some thoughts from my “week with Tyco.” Hope you enjoyed this little diversion into a look at the competition, Thunderjet fans! I personally think these early Tycos are really cool, even if the Pro chassis design was a little too clever for their own good. More conventional designs were coming in the next series, the HP2 “Curve Hugger,” which introduced traction magnets and lost the elaborate “steering head” pick-up design, but there’s just something cool about these early “brass pan” cars that recalls a time when Tyco was the brand to beat on the track! Competition is good: it drives innovation and its exciting as well! And competition and excitement are what racing is all about!

A collection of toy cars arranged in a line on a tabletop, featuring various colors and styles, with some cars displayed in clear cases on the left side.

The Platform Question – A Flashback to the Early Days of Drag City

A close-up view of two toy cars on a racing track: a bright pink vehicle alongside a green car labeled 'MR. CHEVY,' with various other toy cars and figures in the background.

Last weekend, one of my friends was supposed to come by on Sunday morning and race with me. Unfortunately, he flaked, as this particular friend often does. This abandonment actually led to an interesting side excursion into some of the long-neglected pieces of my collection that date from the earliest days of my slot car hobby.

A blue toy pickup truck with white stripes parked next to a red pickup truck with 'GOODYEAR' branding, set on a model racetrack surrounded by various other toy cars and miniature figures.

The reason for this was that Rob likes trucks, and he wanted to race a truck, so he said he’d only race with me if I provided him with a truck for the track. At the time, the only ThunderJet-compatible truck body that I was aware of was the Auto World reproduction of the late-’60s Chevy Blazer, but I did find a really cool body for the AFX/Tyco platform: a Dodge Ram painted in Shelby blue with dual white stripes. I acquired this as a body-only and then mounted it on an AW X-Traction chassis that I bought separately. Obviously, I couldn’t have one lone truck racing against cars, so as a competitor for it, I also bought a copy of the AFX GMC pickup in red and mounted that on the same type of chassis.

A collection of toy cars arranged in a blue storage container, featuring a variety of colorful models including racing cars, trucks, and classic vehicles.
The “Odds & Ends” tray: 6 Auto World X-Tractions, 1 Auto World 4-Gear, 1 TomyAFX Mega-G, the balance: Tyco HP7 and 440-X2
Two toy race cars displayed on a black track. The left car is blue with orange stripes, while the right car is silver with a red front and white number markers.
My 1st slot car set came with these 2 cars: I’ll never forget it! It was X-mas of 1976: I was 5 years old.

So now, flash back to one of my very earliest posts on this blog, that of The Platform Question, and you can see me threshing out in real time which version and manufacturer of slot cars I was going to use.

A toy model of a yellow car with a white roof, featuring black wheels and a classic design.
The troublesome T-Bird: this Tyco body won’t stay on the chassis, and attempts to make it do so resulted in a partly striped ring gear I now have to replace.

I’ve mentioned many times that the first slot car set I ever got, at the age of 5, was a Tyco Pro set. A couple of years later, after my family bought their first house, a local neighbor kid that I raced with for a while also had a Tyco set. He was a few years older than me, and when he graduated from slot cars to RC cars, he gave me a lot of his Tyco stuff, since he had lost interest in it. I do remember having a couple of AFX cars as well, but my track, controllers, and most of my cars were Tyco.

A blue slot car labeled 'Jungle Jim' racing on a track with various colorful toy cars in the background.
My only Auto World 4-Gears – only 1 ever opened and used, and a surplus chassis I’ll do something with…someday
Two model terrain pieces: one red textured piece resembling bricks and one black flat piece with yellow blocks on the side.
TycoPro track from the ’70s: I once had that red brick serpentine piece!

If you read my earliest posts right here on the blog, I picked the ThunderJet as my platform, and I explained exactly why. I don’t regret the choice, but as time goes on, and I look for new things to try to keep things interesting, I’m taking a second look at both Tyco and AFX, starting with my own!

What’s interesting about this is that Tyco Pro, Tyco CurveHuggers and HPs, and AFX were the toys of my own youth; ThunderJets were actually before my time.; they were already out of production by the time I was old enough to start racing slot cars. I never had any as a kid. ThunderJets seem to be the most valuable of the major vintage slot car platforms today, and to have the most adherents, but the AFX cars certainly have their fans, and some of the old Tyco pieces are selling for remarkably high prices now.

A Tyco Electric Racing MotorOARRRR! Sound of Racing Grandstand Tower toy, featuring a grandstand structure with silhouettes of spectators. The tower is packaged in plastic and displayed alongside its original box, designed for use with Tyco and AFX slot track racing sets.
Another piece from my childhood; I had this noisemaker on my original track as well!

So that Sunday evening, I pulled some of these cars out of this tray and put them on the track and ran them around a few times. The Auto World X-Traction chassis-AW’s reproduction of the AFX “Magna Traction” format of the mid 1970s-are certainly faster than the ThunderJets, there’s no question about that: faster, smoother, and quieter. The Tycos are fast too, but make a little more noise, with a little more drama, than the silky-smooth AFX. Neither platform ever satisfied me with body choices: they always looked too big and poorly proportioned to me, which was why I lost interest in them. But there’s no denying their performance.

Slot car enthusiasts can – and do – argue until the cows come home about which motor design is superior: the pancake or the in-line. I do think that the in-line motor design has the potential for higher speed and greater performance, but the pancake motor design, and the chassis that accommodates it, seem simpler and significantly easier for the home mechanic to clean, upgrade, and maintain, and that’s worth a lot, especially over the miles and through the years.

A side view of a blue toy car, resembling a classic sports car, with tinted windows and black wheels.
Tyco Iso Grifo, one I missed in childhood and that I want reeeeal bad now!

But in the end-for a lot of us, anyway-it isn’t just about the numbers: we all have our favorites, we all have our memories, we all have what looks and feels right to us. There are no right or wrong answers to these questions, but there is a great deal of fun to be had in owning and driving and modifying and restoring all of them!

Two toy cars on a slot car racing track, one purple and one green, surrounded by miniature racing figures and other toy cars in the background.
the muscle pair: I’m sorry they didn’t make the ’71 ‘Cuda for the T-Jet platform!

I’ll be doing a deeper dive on Tyco this coming weekend since I have some new acquisitions to show y’all, and some questions to ask you, dear readers, who likely know more about this topic than I do! So tune in again this weekend and check out what’s new and different at Drag City!

DIORAMA DETAILS: Warm Saturday Morning Vibes

Did anyone see a winter around here anywhere?

A man with a beard smiling while holding a large red mug in a cozy living room, featuring a sofa with a blanket and several teddy bears placed on it.
Saturday Morning Cartoons & coffee with the Bear Family!

Now don’t get me wrong, dear readers: I’m not complaining! But it is weird; the entire Rocky Mountain region has just experienced the most weatherless winter I’ve seen in my 26 years here. The Denver area where your humble blogger resides got maybe 5 days of snow the entire season, and 2 of those days were little more than a light dusting…but then again, if you happen to reside on the East Coast, you probably don’t want to hear that! Seems the eastern seaboard got all our snow this year…

Aerial view of a golf course featuring dry grass, several sand traps, and a winding path surrounded by trees.
Any casual golfers out there? You might want to consider a new hobby…like, slot car racing, for example!

That’s going to make this summer definitely not fun for the entire Southwest: CO, AZ, NV and CA are all facing down strict water rationing this summer-probably UT and NM as well, so get ready for brown yards and short showers…and I’d hate to be a golfer in a western state right now! But it could be worse; at least we’re not getting death rained down upon us from A-10’s and F-35s.

A colorful toy car display featuring a yellow car towing a white sports car on a track with mini palm trees and a crowd watching in the background.
This scene on the track perimeter looks good, even though the Corvette is a wee bit too big in comparison to the old Lesney Matchbox #18 Field Car (aka IH Scout) towing it…

So, on this unsneasonably warm Saturday, I find myself enjoying my morning coffee and Saturday Morning Cartoons (that’s capitalized because it’s a thing) and awaiting the arrival of one of my oldest friends, who’s winging his way in from CA to visit me for the weekend…that is, if he can get a flight…circumstances there are being affected-as is everything, it seems-by the topic I broached in my previous post, which is probably why I’m feeling extra nostalgic today!

A detailed model scene featuring a pre-race inspection station surrounded by various miniature cars and figures, showcasing vibrant colors and intricate detailing.

So, on this “Not Much To Say Satur-day,” join me as we head back to what CA was like in 1987-a different time, a different world-and mess around with some of the “chess pieces” to see if I can’t keep things interesting on the diorama, adding some more cars and changing up some of the tableaus! Its a fun, low-cost, low-consequence way to pass the time, and its reminiscent of how a lot of us spent our boyhoods in our rooms, basements, or back yards in those days when we were more concerned about our toys than about water rationing or the economic fallout of the latest war in the middle east…

A miniature model scene featuring various toy cars, people, and structures including a Chevrolet-themed booth, food truck, and a police car, set on a racetrack.
The latest “Tableau Shuffle” at Drag City started out of a desire to find a good place for Roxy’s tan Toyota FJ-60 Land Cruiser, represented here by this excellent Hot Wheels Premium “Car Culture” model. Though she’s currently in the passenger’s seat of your HB’s Chevy K-5 Blazer in the parking lot, her ute is at the track filled with her camera and recording gear as your intrepid team of track reporters make their way around town gathering images, data and stories for your enjoyment here @ thunderjetheaven.com. I decided that the infield area right behind the local San Diego station news van was the perfect pitch, but it meant moving that cool Hurst “Trackside Service” ’59 Chevy Sedan Delivery, which-as always-started a chain reaction…
A white toy car with racing stripes and number 20 parked on a miniature road surrounded by other toy cars.
Aaaand since moving the Ferrari 250LM opened up that end parking space at the inspection station for the Jaguar XJ12C racer, its place was taken by the addition of this super-cool Hot Wheels Honda CR-X, a car that represents what would have been the “new blood” at DCR in this era!
A detailed model car scene featuring various miniature cars and mechanic figurines working on them, surrounded by tools and boxes.

And so again, a slow and lazy weekend day without much to report, but I enjoy these slow days because I get precious few of them anymore. No racing this weekend, since I’ve got guests to “entertain,” but the track will be roaring again soon enough, because racing reports and other updates are always just around the bend at Drag City!