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pbunch
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Was it Marty Robbins the country singer that ran in stockcar racing at one time,And What Kind of car did he drive,And when.
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kimi
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The late Marty Robbins entered 35 NASCAR Winston Cup events from July 30, 1966 until Nov. 7, 1982. Of those starts, Robbins logged one top-five and six top-10 finishes with winnings totaling $49,120. He is thought to be the only country music entertainer to officially drive in NASCAR Winston Cup competition.
Robbins became a competitive fixture around the Nashville (Tenn.) Speedway in the early 1960s and wanted to look for something that would present more of a challenge. The NASCAR Winston Cup circuit interested him greatly and his first decent ride came from one of the most talked about trades in NASCAR history.
"Marty wanted to get a better car for NASCAR Winston Cup pretty badly," said NASCAR legend and good friend Bobby Allison. "We talked back and forth and he finally came up with an idea.
"I was building cars at the time so he offered me a Late Model Sportsman car, a trailer, a pick-up truck, a Black Angus bull and a Lincoln Continental with a lizard skin roof. That sounded like a pretty even trade to me, so we put the deal together from there. People in the garage area talked about that trade for quite some time."
Robbins entered the Allison-built Dodge in the National 500 at Charlotte (N.C.) Motor Speedway on Oct. 20, 1968, and proved he could drive just as well as he could sing. He started the event 32nd in the 45-car field and finished 12th.
Robbins became a competitive fixture around the Nashville (Tenn.) Speedway in the early 1960s and wanted to look for something that would present more of a challenge. The NASCAR Winston Cup circuit interested him greatly and his first decent ride came from one of the most talked about trades in NASCAR history.
"Marty wanted to get a better car for NASCAR Winston Cup pretty badly," said NASCAR legend and good friend Bobby Allison. "We talked back and forth and he finally came up with an idea.
"I was building cars at the time so he offered me a Late Model Sportsman car, a trailer, a pick-up truck, a Black Angus bull and a Lincoln Continental with a lizard skin roof. That sounded like a pretty even trade to me, so we put the deal together from there. People in the garage area talked about that trade for quite some time."
Robbins entered the Allison-built Dodge in the National 500 at Charlotte (N.C.) Motor Speedway on Oct. 20, 1968, and proved he could drive just as well as he could sing. He started the event 32nd in the 45-car field and finished 12th.
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pbunch
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Thank you Kimi.
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kimi
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You're welcome and I added more.
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kimi
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One more tidbit.
Robbins was known as a prankster of sorts and pulled one prank during his career that was classic.
"It was early in the 1972 season and Marty had 'worked' on his car a bit before a race at Talladega (Ala., Superspeedway)," Owens continued. "He blew by Richard Petty, waved and drove on. He felt bad about it and later told NASCAR, but he wanted to say he passed Richard Petty just one time during a race."
Robbins was known as a prankster of sorts and pulled one prank during his career that was classic.
"It was early in the 1972 season and Marty had 'worked' on his car a bit before a race at Talladega (Ala., Superspeedway)," Owens continued. "He blew by Richard Petty, waved and drove on. He felt bad about it and later told NASCAR, but he wanted to say he passed Richard Petty just one time during a race."
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DE Wrangler 2
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Now we have another source of information on some of this obscure NASCAR trivia. Hardscrabble and now Kimi!!
97forever
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Yes,great job Kimi!
He did it with an illeagal carb. He blew the doors off Richard and then parked the car. I have a pic some where of one of his race cars. It was a '70's model Chevy. It was painted red and yellow. I will see if I can find it and post.
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I'd like to see the car....I had heard rumors several (maybe many) years ago about some driver blatantly cheating to "beat" Richard Petty.......didn't know it was Marty Robbins though. Guess I always thought it was one of those "urban legends".
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HardScrabble
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A somewhat more personal look at Marty as racer and a man.
How racing saved Marty Robbins' life
For Grand Ole Opry superstar Marty Robbins, driving a race car was "pure fun."
It also saved his life.
Six months after suffering a "severe heart attack" while performing in Warren, Ohio, Robbins decided to check into St. Thomas Hospital in Nashville, Tenn., to see if "everything" was OK so he could go racing that spring.
The date was Jan. 24,1970.
Robbins had already established himself as one of country music's greatest stars with such hits as "A White Sport Coat," "El Paso," "Mr. Teardrop," "Running Gun," and "My Woman, My Woman, My Wife."
And for more than 10 years, Robbins had spent many nights at the local race tracks, first driving Midgets before switching to Modifieds and then entering the Late Model Sportsman division. He also had made two starts on NASCAR's Grand National circuit (now the NASCAR Winston Cup Series).
Robbins made no secret of his fondness for driving a race car. Whenever he was asked why he would risk his singing career by climbing behind the wheel of a high-powered racing machine, Robbins would flash that bright smile of his and say, "It is as much a passion as my singing and writing."
Even after suffering the heart attack, Robbins was determined to continue racing. Yet, he knew he needed to be "checked out" and that was why he went to St. Thomas Hospital in late January.
"I've got a 1969 Dodge Dart ready and I want to race it," Robbins said at the time. "But I didn't want to start racing again until I took these tests and found out everything was all right, so I came and took them and found out nothing was all right."
A medical miracle
Dr. William Ewers, his personal physician, told Robbins that even though he hadn't had "a bad day" since the heart attack and felt good, he needed arterial repair surgery.
"The tests show that two of my main arteries in my heart are stopped up and the other one is 75 percent clogged," Robbins said after the exam. "Dr. Ewers wants me to have the operation because he thinks it's that serious."
At the time, open-heart surgery was a new procedure. In a news conference held after the operation, Dr. Loyda Tacogue said Robbins was the 17th patient to have an arterial bypass operation on his heart at St. Thomas.
He was the first to have all three arteries bypassed.
"It is a very new operation," Tacogue said at the time. "It only has been performed in the past two years. There have only been about 300 such operations conducted in the United States."
The surgery was performed by Dr. William S. Stoney Jr., Dr. William G. Alford and Dr. Harry A. Page.
During the news conference, cardiovascular specialist Dr. Philip Littleford was asked about Robbins' condition as he went into surgery.
"He was hanging by a thread," Dr. Littleford said. Two months later Robbins was back at the Grand Ole Opry in a performance Jerry Thompson of the Nashville Tennessean called "deafening."
"They couldn't hear the words to the song the familiar figure behind the Opry mike was crooning, but there was no mistake -- Marty Robbins was back where he belonged," Thompson wrote.
A real racer
Following the show, Robbins was asked if he would return to driving race cars.
"I want to," he said. "If it's meant for me to mess around with cars, then I will. But if the doctors say I can't, I don't want to ever think about it again. But I hope that is not what they tell me."
Robbins smiled as he added, "Since I'm not a breakneck racer, I don't see why they won't let me. I don't pass a man if it means taking a chance on getting into him or getting into the wall."
That may not have been the full truth if one asks the Hamilton family.
"He was a darn good driver," says Beverly Hamilton, NASCAR Winston Cup Series veteran Bobby Hamilton's aunt and the daughter of Robbins' crew chief for most of his short-track career. "He loved it, and he was very competitive."
Peacher Hamilton, as Bobby's grandfather was known, hooked up with Robbins in the late 1950s.
"Dad and Bud (Bobby's father) did most of the work on Marty's cars," said Beverly, who today "coordinates" things at the shop that houses Bobby Hamilton's NASCAR Craftsman Truck Series team.
"We lived right in front of my dad's shop, and we got to spend a lot of time with Marty and his family. He was just a wonderful man. He could tell some hilarious jokes. He was so down to earth.
"And he loved his race cars. I remember one time Dad built him a new Plymouth with a 440 (cubic inch) hemi engine. He was supposed to run it in a 300-lapper at the (Nashville) Fairgrounds. He got so excited about his new race car that he drove it from the shop to the track -- through the streets."
Beverly said one of her fondest memories of Robbins was one her father didn't share.
"One night we were running at the Fairgrounds and for some reason the main event was running awful late," Beverly said. "Marty was leading and it was late in the race when suddenly he pulled into the pits. He jumped out of the car and ran to his (personal) car and drove off. We later learned he knew he was due on stage at the Ryman Auditorium for the Grand Ole Opry about that time and that's where he was racing to.
"Dad wasn't too happy. There was only two laps left. Of course, Marty didn't realize that at the time."
Robbins' return to racing
But Peacher Hamilton and the whole clan were as delighted as Robbins when the doctors told him in the spring of 1970 that he could climb back behind the wheel of a race car.
Not only did Robbins return to racing at the local short tracks that summer, but he competed in his third NASCAR Grand National race that fall at Charlotte Motor Speedway, driving a 1969 Dodge Daytona to a 33rd-place finish after it suffered engine failure.
The next spring Robbins decided he wanted to expand his program.
"I remember he was towing a beat-up Plymouth that he had wrecked some place along the way," says Cotton Owens, "and he wanted me to convert it to a Dodge. We got to talking and he decided he wanted me to maintain the car for him. So that's what I did for the next 10 to 11 years.
"He was just in for the fun. He really enjoyed going to the track and running against David (Pearson), Richard (Petty), Bobby (Allison) and Cale (Yarborough). It was just something fun for him to do."
In 1971, Robbins scored the first top-10 finish of his career at Darlington (S.C.) Raceway, placing seventh in the Southern 500. The following year he finished eighth at Ontario, Calif., and ninth in the Southern 500.
"He never ran over four or five races a year," Owens says. "And he always felt guilty taking money out of the guys' hands. I remember one time at Michigan he was running fourth with only a few laps left in the race, and he slowed down, by a lot, so he wouldn't take money out of someone's hands (Gary Bettenhausen, driving for Roger Penske). He ended up fifth, and that was his best finish ever. But he felt guilty because (Richard) Childress didn't catch him and pass him in the final couple of laps.
"That was just the kind of guy Marty was. He was there to have fun. He told me over and over again, 'I try to stay out of the other drivers' way out there. They're trying to make a living, and I'm just out there for the fun of it.'"
Calling it quits
In 1975, the fun vanished when Robbins was involved in a savage crash in the Winston 500 at Talladega.
Robbins' Dodge caught fire momentarily after bouncing off James Hylton's Chevrolet and slamming into the Chevy driven by Ramo Stott, who had triggered the wreck when his car blew an engine and spun in its own oil.
Robbins escaped unhurt, but he decided to "call it quits."
"I climbed out of the car and I couldn't remember a thing," he said later. "I started singing 'El Paso' to myself just to see if I could remember the words. I figured right then it was time to quit."
Robbins did stop racing, but for only about 18 months. He decided he missed it too much and he returned to compete in two NASCAR Winston Cup Series races in 1977, including the Talladega 500.
In all, Robbins competed in 35 NASCAR Winston Cup Series races between 1966 and '82 with his fifth-place finish at Michigan in 1974 being his career best. In all, he had six top-10s in his brief series career.
His two racing heroes were Richard Petty and Bobby Allison.
"I've always been a huge Chrysler fan," Robbins said as he pointed to his No. 42 Purple Dodge Charger. "That one year (1969) that Richard drove Fords nearly broke my heart."
Robbins and Allison became friends in 1968 when Robbins gave Allison a 1967 Dodge.
"I finished 15th at Charlotte with it," Robbins said. "It was a good car. Bobby wasn't doing real well at the time and he needed a race car."
Five years later, Robbins called his friend, who was coming off a sensational season with car owner Junior Johnson, and asked if he could get that Dodge back.
"I wanted to turn it into a Late Model Sportsman car that I could run at the Fairgrounds," said Robbins. "Bobby was nice enough to give it back to me.
"As far as I'm concerned, Bobby is a real genius when it comes to setting up a race car. He can drive one lap and know exactly what that car needs to run well at that track."
Robbins died of a heart attack on Dec. 8, 1982 at age 57. A couple of years before his death he was asked about the highlight of his racing career. He said it came at the old Fairgrounds Speedway in Nashville.
"That year -- it was in the late 1960s, I think -- Coo Coo (Marlin, Sterling's father) lost only two races," said Robbins, who was known as one of the great songwriter-story tellers in the history of country music. "One of the wins went to Red Farmer.
"I said that if I ever got in front of him I wouldn't let him get by me. Well, one night I got ahead of him. There was only one way I would ever beat him. He was a better driver, and he had more power than I did.
"So I came out of the turns in the middle of the groove. There was no way he could get by me. He certainly couldn't pass me in the turns. I wouldn't look back at him. I knew if I did, I probably would let him pass.
"Well, they gave me the checkered flag (after winning the race). I took it and kept going, out the back gate. I hung that flag in my office where everyone could see it."
That flag meant almost as much to him as his gold records. Heck, it might have meant more. He loved racing that much, even before it saved his life.
How racing saved Marty Robbins' life
For Grand Ole Opry superstar Marty Robbins, driving a race car was "pure fun."
It also saved his life.
Six months after suffering a "severe heart attack" while performing in Warren, Ohio, Robbins decided to check into St. Thomas Hospital in Nashville, Tenn., to see if "everything" was OK so he could go racing that spring.
The date was Jan. 24,1970.
Robbins had already established himself as one of country music's greatest stars with such hits as "A White Sport Coat," "El Paso," "Mr. Teardrop," "Running Gun," and "My Woman, My Woman, My Wife."
And for more than 10 years, Robbins had spent many nights at the local race tracks, first driving Midgets before switching to Modifieds and then entering the Late Model Sportsman division. He also had made two starts on NASCAR's Grand National circuit (now the NASCAR Winston Cup Series).
Robbins made no secret of his fondness for driving a race car. Whenever he was asked why he would risk his singing career by climbing behind the wheel of a high-powered racing machine, Robbins would flash that bright smile of his and say, "It is as much a passion as my singing and writing."
Even after suffering the heart attack, Robbins was determined to continue racing. Yet, he knew he needed to be "checked out" and that was why he went to St. Thomas Hospital in late January.
"I've got a 1969 Dodge Dart ready and I want to race it," Robbins said at the time. "But I didn't want to start racing again until I took these tests and found out everything was all right, so I came and took them and found out nothing was all right."
A medical miracle
Dr. William Ewers, his personal physician, told Robbins that even though he hadn't had "a bad day" since the heart attack and felt good, he needed arterial repair surgery.
"The tests show that two of my main arteries in my heart are stopped up and the other one is 75 percent clogged," Robbins said after the exam. "Dr. Ewers wants me to have the operation because he thinks it's that serious."
At the time, open-heart surgery was a new procedure. In a news conference held after the operation, Dr. Loyda Tacogue said Robbins was the 17th patient to have an arterial bypass operation on his heart at St. Thomas.
He was the first to have all three arteries bypassed.
"It is a very new operation," Tacogue said at the time. "It only has been performed in the past two years. There have only been about 300 such operations conducted in the United States."
The surgery was performed by Dr. William S. Stoney Jr., Dr. William G. Alford and Dr. Harry A. Page.
During the news conference, cardiovascular specialist Dr. Philip Littleford was asked about Robbins' condition as he went into surgery.
"He was hanging by a thread," Dr. Littleford said. Two months later Robbins was back at the Grand Ole Opry in a performance Jerry Thompson of the Nashville Tennessean called "deafening."
"They couldn't hear the words to the song the familiar figure behind the Opry mike was crooning, but there was no mistake -- Marty Robbins was back where he belonged," Thompson wrote.
A real racer
Following the show, Robbins was asked if he would return to driving race cars.
"I want to," he said. "If it's meant for me to mess around with cars, then I will. But if the doctors say I can't, I don't want to ever think about it again. But I hope that is not what they tell me."
Robbins smiled as he added, "Since I'm not a breakneck racer, I don't see why they won't let me. I don't pass a man if it means taking a chance on getting into him or getting into the wall."
That may not have been the full truth if one asks the Hamilton family.
"He was a darn good driver," says Beverly Hamilton, NASCAR Winston Cup Series veteran Bobby Hamilton's aunt and the daughter of Robbins' crew chief for most of his short-track career. "He loved it, and he was very competitive."
Peacher Hamilton, as Bobby's grandfather was known, hooked up with Robbins in the late 1950s.
"Dad and Bud (Bobby's father) did most of the work on Marty's cars," said Beverly, who today "coordinates" things at the shop that houses Bobby Hamilton's NASCAR Craftsman Truck Series team.
"We lived right in front of my dad's shop, and we got to spend a lot of time with Marty and his family. He was just a wonderful man. He could tell some hilarious jokes. He was so down to earth.
"And he loved his race cars. I remember one time Dad built him a new Plymouth with a 440 (cubic inch) hemi engine. He was supposed to run it in a 300-lapper at the (Nashville) Fairgrounds. He got so excited about his new race car that he drove it from the shop to the track -- through the streets."
Beverly said one of her fondest memories of Robbins was one her father didn't share.
"One night we were running at the Fairgrounds and for some reason the main event was running awful late," Beverly said. "Marty was leading and it was late in the race when suddenly he pulled into the pits. He jumped out of the car and ran to his (personal) car and drove off. We later learned he knew he was due on stage at the Ryman Auditorium for the Grand Ole Opry about that time and that's where he was racing to.
"Dad wasn't too happy. There was only two laps left. Of course, Marty didn't realize that at the time."
Robbins' return to racing
But Peacher Hamilton and the whole clan were as delighted as Robbins when the doctors told him in the spring of 1970 that he could climb back behind the wheel of a race car.
Not only did Robbins return to racing at the local short tracks that summer, but he competed in his third NASCAR Grand National race that fall at Charlotte Motor Speedway, driving a 1969 Dodge Daytona to a 33rd-place finish after it suffered engine failure.
The next spring Robbins decided he wanted to expand his program.
"I remember he was towing a beat-up Plymouth that he had wrecked some place along the way," says Cotton Owens, "and he wanted me to convert it to a Dodge. We got to talking and he decided he wanted me to maintain the car for him. So that's what I did for the next 10 to 11 years.
"He was just in for the fun. He really enjoyed going to the track and running against David (Pearson), Richard (Petty), Bobby (Allison) and Cale (Yarborough). It was just something fun for him to do."
In 1971, Robbins scored the first top-10 finish of his career at Darlington (S.C.) Raceway, placing seventh in the Southern 500. The following year he finished eighth at Ontario, Calif., and ninth in the Southern 500.
"He never ran over four or five races a year," Owens says. "And he always felt guilty taking money out of the guys' hands. I remember one time at Michigan he was running fourth with only a few laps left in the race, and he slowed down, by a lot, so he wouldn't take money out of someone's hands (Gary Bettenhausen, driving for Roger Penske). He ended up fifth, and that was his best finish ever. But he felt guilty because (Richard) Childress didn't catch him and pass him in the final couple of laps.
"That was just the kind of guy Marty was. He was there to have fun. He told me over and over again, 'I try to stay out of the other drivers' way out there. They're trying to make a living, and I'm just out there for the fun of it.'"
Calling it quits
In 1975, the fun vanished when Robbins was involved in a savage crash in the Winston 500 at Talladega.
Robbins' Dodge caught fire momentarily after bouncing off James Hylton's Chevrolet and slamming into the Chevy driven by Ramo Stott, who had triggered the wreck when his car blew an engine and spun in its own oil.
Robbins escaped unhurt, but he decided to "call it quits."
"I climbed out of the car and I couldn't remember a thing," he said later. "I started singing 'El Paso' to myself just to see if I could remember the words. I figured right then it was time to quit."
Robbins did stop racing, but for only about 18 months. He decided he missed it too much and he returned to compete in two NASCAR Winston Cup Series races in 1977, including the Talladega 500.
In all, Robbins competed in 35 NASCAR Winston Cup Series races between 1966 and '82 with his fifth-place finish at Michigan in 1974 being his career best. In all, he had six top-10s in his brief series career.
His two racing heroes were Richard Petty and Bobby Allison.
"I've always been a huge Chrysler fan," Robbins said as he pointed to his No. 42 Purple Dodge Charger. "That one year (1969) that Richard drove Fords nearly broke my heart."
Robbins and Allison became friends in 1968 when Robbins gave Allison a 1967 Dodge.
"I finished 15th at Charlotte with it," Robbins said. "It was a good car. Bobby wasn't doing real well at the time and he needed a race car."
Five years later, Robbins called his friend, who was coming off a sensational season with car owner Junior Johnson, and asked if he could get that Dodge back.
"I wanted to turn it into a Late Model Sportsman car that I could run at the Fairgrounds," said Robbins. "Bobby was nice enough to give it back to me.
"As far as I'm concerned, Bobby is a real genius when it comes to setting up a race car. He can drive one lap and know exactly what that car needs to run well at that track."
Robbins died of a heart attack on Dec. 8, 1982 at age 57. A couple of years before his death he was asked about the highlight of his racing career. He said it came at the old Fairgrounds Speedway in Nashville.
"That year -- it was in the late 1960s, I think -- Coo Coo (Marlin, Sterling's father) lost only two races," said Robbins, who was known as one of the great songwriter-story tellers in the history of country music. "One of the wins went to Red Farmer.
"I said that if I ever got in front of him I wouldn't let him get by me. Well, one night I got ahead of him. There was only one way I would ever beat him. He was a better driver, and he had more power than I did.
"So I came out of the turns in the middle of the groove. There was no way he could get by me. He certainly couldn't pass me in the turns. I wouldn't look back at him. I knew if I did, I probably would let him pass.
"Well, they gave me the checkered flag (after winning the race). I took it and kept going, out the back gate. I hung that flag in my office where everyone could see it."
That flag meant almost as much to him as his gold records. Heck, it might have meant more. He loved racing that much, even before it saved his life.
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kimi
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Another good Marty Robbins story.
To beat and bang with the NASCAR Winston Cup drivers on the track and later strike up impromptu concerts in the infield, at a local pub or pizza parlor, was commonplace.
After a race in the early 1970s in Birmingham, Ala., Robbins and Allison entered a pizza parlor in nearby Midland, for a late dinner. Robbins spotted a piano, walked over and began to play.
Soon, word spread it was Robbins at the keyboard. Customers began clapping their hands with the beat, moving in their seats and dancing on the limited floor space during the free, unexpected show. He sang hit after hit, took requests from the audience and told a few comical stories along the way. Even those charged with watching the pizzas burned a few crusts, but no one seemed to care. They, too, were mesmerized by the evening's unexpected performance. Robbins made sure no one walked away unsatisfied, at least with his music.
The hour was approaching midnight and the owner of the establishment desperately wanted to call it a night. Robbins had another idea in mind.
"Marty had the place going and everyone was having an incredible time," said Allison. "This went on for maybe a couple of hours. Well, it was getting late. The owner came to Marty and asked him to wrap it up and told him it was closing time. Marty had no intention of stopping and no one in the place wanted him to stop. Finally, Marty says, 'Why don't you just leave the key and tell us where to put it when we get finished.' The owner didn't especially go for that idea and told him again he needed to call it a night. Then, Marty said, 'Why don't you sell me the piano and we'll push it out and I'll play it in the parking lot.' The owner said, 'I'm sorry, I can't do that. You'll have to leave.' Marty finally says, 'OK, sell me the restaurant.' The owner said, 'C'mon! Out! I've got to close.' Everyone in the place protested heavily but finally, Marty stood and bowed after making every effort to continue.
"Marty was a tremendous individual who was very generous with what his talent brought to him. He loved to drive race cars and was a pretty good driver. He was a great friend and I miss him a great deal. We had some good times together."
To beat and bang with the NASCAR Winston Cup drivers on the track and later strike up impromptu concerts in the infield, at a local pub or pizza parlor, was commonplace.
After a race in the early 1970s in Birmingham, Ala., Robbins and Allison entered a pizza parlor in nearby Midland, for a late dinner. Robbins spotted a piano, walked over and began to play.
Soon, word spread it was Robbins at the keyboard. Customers began clapping their hands with the beat, moving in their seats and dancing on the limited floor space during the free, unexpected show. He sang hit after hit, took requests from the audience and told a few comical stories along the way. Even those charged with watching the pizzas burned a few crusts, but no one seemed to care. They, too, were mesmerized by the evening's unexpected performance. Robbins made sure no one walked away unsatisfied, at least with his music.
The hour was approaching midnight and the owner of the establishment desperately wanted to call it a night. Robbins had another idea in mind.
"Marty had the place going and everyone was having an incredible time," said Allison. "This went on for maybe a couple of hours. Well, it was getting late. The owner came to Marty and asked him to wrap it up and told him it was closing time. Marty had no intention of stopping and no one in the place wanted him to stop. Finally, Marty says, 'Why don't you just leave the key and tell us where to put it when we get finished.' The owner didn't especially go for that idea and told him again he needed to call it a night. Then, Marty said, 'Why don't you sell me the piano and we'll push it out and I'll play it in the parking lot.' The owner said, 'I'm sorry, I can't do that. You'll have to leave.' Marty finally says, 'OK, sell me the restaurant.' The owner said, 'C'mon! Out! I've got to close.' Everyone in the place protested heavily but finally, Marty stood and bowed after making every effort to continue.
"Marty was a tremendous individual who was very generous with what his talent brought to him. He loved to drive race cars and was a pretty good driver. He was a great friend and I miss him a great deal. We had some good times together."
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pbunch
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Thanks again,I really enjoyed reading about him.
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wolfriver
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........Robbins recorded a song titled "Devil Woman" and on an albumn cover by the same title, he was pictured with a Modified Coupe that carried the name "Devil Woman" over the windshield. I saw him race at Daytona 69 or '70....never sure of the memory on dates, but he drove a PURPLE & YELLOW Dodge, was not winged but was one of the "RAM" Dodges before they gave that name to their trucks......might even have been '71.
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pbunch
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Welcome to the forum Wolfriver.