Raymont Racing

🔥 Aidan Raymont RETURNS to McCosker Rocky Speedway this weekend! 🔥

One of the crowd favourites is back and ready to light up the clay! 🏁

Aidan Raymont makes his return to McCosker Rocky Speedway, and you can bet he’ll be throwing everything at it when the green flag drops.

With the competition stacked and the stakes high, can he make a statement return and park it on the podium? 👀

📅 2nd - 3rd of May
📍 McCosker Rocky Speedway

👉 Don’t miss it — tag your mates and get trackside!

QLD modified title at Gympie 2026 was a great night out 👌

Marks heats P1 P1 P3
Aidans heats P1 P2 P3
Alijah heats P5 P4

Mark and Aidan qualified 1-2 for the qld modified state title and after leading comfortably unfortunately both broke down Aidan with LF suspension failure and mark a broken axle
Alijah was catching the leaders in his A main but threw a PS belt and had to put them little arms to the test but still brought it home in P3 for his feature race 🏁

Well done to Chris pagel on Q1 and thanks to Gympie for the racey 2 lane racetrack 👍

We have many people to thank
Keith Hussey at speedline race engines
For sorting Aidans engine after the Aussie title its a bullet
Cooroy auto wreckers
Roberts family racing
Cameron shock performance
Cush clothing co
Clay per view
Horne Motorsport repairs
Sunstate diff and gearbox service
Down under graphics

Thanks to dale, charlotte, Ashtyn Kaleb
Keith, scott and team leader Greg for pit crewing all night 👍

Here’s to all the woman behind the scenes. Wife’s, girlfriends, Mums, Aunties, Grandparents. There’s a lot they don’t get recognition for. Thank you 🏁

They don’t line up on the track.
They don’t strap into the seat.
They don’t fire the engine.

But they’re there. Every single week.

The women in the bleachers.

The ones holding babies on their hips while heat races run.
The ones balancing nachos, diaper bags, and live videos all at once.
The ones who know exactly what that engine sound means — and when to start praying.

They sit on aluminum benches under stadium lights, hair in messy buns, sweatshirts pulled tight when the night air cools off. They cheer like it’s the Daytona 500, even if it’s just a local Saturday night.

Because to them, it matters just as much.

There’s a quiet sisterhood in those stands.

It’s passing sunscreen three rows down.
It’s “I’ll hold your baby while you run to the bathroom.”
It’s watching each other’s kids weave between coolers and folding chairs like they own the place.

It’s sharing snacks. Sharing updates. Sharing nerves.

No one talks about how much courage it takes to love someone who climbs into a race car.

You smile.
You wave.
You act calm for the kids.

But your stomach flips every single time they pull onto the track.

And somehow, the women next to you just get it.

They know the difference between a normal bump and a bad one.
They know when your voice changes mid-cheer.
They know when to squeeze your hand without saying a word.

The kids growing up in those bleachers think this life is normal.

They think Saturdays mean engines, dirt or asphalt under their shoes, and falling asleep to the sound of feature races.
They think their dads are superheroes.
They think all moms carry wipes in one hand and a phone recording in the other.

And maybe we are a little bit heroic in our own way.

Not because we’re loud.
Not because we’re seen.
But because we show up.

Week after week.
Win or lose.
Sunburned or freezing.
Tired or overwhelmed.

We show up.

The women in the bleachers may not have their names engraved on the trophy.

But they’re the ones holding it in victory lane.
They’re the ones wiping dirt off tiny faces for photos.
They’re the ones who felt every lap in their chest before the checkered flag ever waved.

They don’t drive the car.
But they carry the weight of the season.

And that matters more than anyone realizes.

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With love,
Speedway & Sidekicks 🏁💗