Bob Wilber grew up aspiring to follow in his father’s baseball footsteps, and while he was able to secure a full college scholarship and later spend parts of six years in professional ball, as a player, coach, and scout, his mother’s writing, communications, and public relations skills were what eventually defined his career. After a successful and adventurous sports-marketing trek through the sports-apparel business, agency work, and professional indoor soccer, he saw his first drag race as he closed in on his 40th birthday. Little did he know that he’d go on to spend 20 consecutive years as a team manager and PR representative for Del Worsham and then Tim Wilkerson, two of the most popular Funny Car drivers on the NHRA tour. At the conclusion of the 2015 season, Bob ended his drag racing run in order to take on an important personal assignment. Over the course of 2016 he wrote his autobiography, entitled “Bats, Balls, & Burnouts” and submitted it to the publisher in early February. It was released in late May, 2017 and is available on and other major online book retailers, in both printed and digital formats.

Indy Bound, and Roseau is Abuzz…
Aug 30, 2018   //   by bwilber

I’ve been writing this blog, in this web location, since the beginning of 2016. was kind enough to allow me to keep writing the original blog for a couple of months at their site, after I officially retired, to help transition my readers over here, to our family charity site. That was very helpful because I could end each NHRA blog with reminders about the move and a link to this new site (although a lot of people didn’t get the memo, as we say.) I wanted it to be a seamless transition for as many folks as possible, knowing that was going to take down their blog page as soon as I was done. 10 years in one spot was a long time, but now we’re over here and still rocking.

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Brainerd, Roseau, Warroad, Home
Aug 23, 2018   //   by bwilber

What an adventure I’ve been on since my previous blog, last week. I’ve never experienced anything quite like it, and I’ve experienced a lot so that’s saying something. And the key part is that the experience wasn’t just good, or fun, or interesting. It was all of those but it was also incredibly valuable and enlightening.

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Of Kilts, Shoulder Pads, St. Cloud, and Further North
Aug 16, 2018   //   by bwilber

Go ahead and decipher that headline for a minute. You’ll figure it out after I explain it all in the next few paragraphs, but I can firmly state in total truthfulness that I am NOT wearing a kilt (nobody needs to see that, or even imagine it), shoulder pads are such an 80s fashion item, but I am indeed, oh yes I really am, in St. Cloud, Minnesota finishing up this blog. Hence, its late arrival today.

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The 2018 Reunion Tour Sets New Standards
Aug 9, 2018   //   by bwilber

We’d been planning it for nearly a year, but please accept that term loosely. Between the four of us, none are really prone to overanalyzing or stressing over details. We are, after all, four former roommates and teammates who gravitated toward each other in college because of our shared characteristics and our ability to make each other laugh. For Lance McCord, Bob “Radar” Ricker, James “Oscar” Noffke, and myself, it’s always a big deal to get together for our annual reunions, but we tend to go with the flow a lot.

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From Wine Country, to The ‘Burgh and The ‘Land
Aug 2, 2018   //   by bwilber

Okay, first off I can state this without reservation: Sonoma was wonderful. Everything about it, really. From dinner with friends to three fantastic days at a jam-packed race track, to the Airbnb I reserved, and to all the wonderful “reconnections” I made with my racing family, it was all superb. It’s funny, in an oddball funny way, how I feel before I get there. I’ll admit there’s a bit of a worrisome “Will anybody even remember me?” thought floating in my head. And then I get there and everything is right with the world.

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