When it comes to organized motor sports, the races and events that usually come to mind are Nascar, Talladega, Formula 1, and so on. But one you hear of less often is the unsung hero, 1950’s version of motorized sport racing – The Race of the Gentleman, held every summer on the sprawling, mile long beaches of Wildwood, New Jersey.
The sun is beating down, the sand is scorching hot, and the engines are loud. The race brings many bearded, tattooed faces to town, but don’t judge a book by its cover – these are some of the friendliest, most fun-loving people - gathered together over a common, yet extremely niche, bond.
Wildwood is a Jersey Shore of its own accord. A normal day out in Wildwood is a 365-day carnival anywhere else. Meaning, it’s a constant, ongoing festival in every sense of the word. The boardwalk is the epicenter of Wildwood. It has more amusement park rides than any other Jersey Shore boardwalk.
You can’t beat tradition, and despite times changing and the city transitioning into a mildly tamer version of itself, to many, Wildwood is still home, which to them, is still the place to be.