Hello there. My name is Toby Christie — the ultra-creative web domain makes since now, doesn’t it?
Where do I begin with my story? Well, let’s do this Quintin Tarantino-style and start with where I am and work backwards. Since 2015, I have been married to my best friend Krista and we have given each other the best gift ever — our son Landon, who was born in November 2017.
I am a NMPA (National Motorsports Press Association) Award-winning NASCAR journalist from Fort Worth, Texas. Since 2007, I have written about cars going around in circles, but I have been a huge fan of the most popular for of Motorsport in the United States.
In February of 1993, my uncle came over to my family’s house and recruited us to watch a race called the Daytona 500. The rest of my family knew what NASCAR was, but I had no idea as I was just four-years-old.
Luckily, I was able to keep my attention focused on the television and what unfolded was nothing short of incredible. 41 cars were locked together swapping position at 200-mile-per hour, and they were just inches apart, holy cow.
I remember vividly that Rusty Wallace took a wild tumble in his No. 2 Ford. His car barrel-rolled end over end for what seemed like 200 rolls before he came to a rest. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen.
The race came down to a showdown between Dale Earnhardt, who had led over half of the race, and Dale Jarrett who was being cheered across the line by his father, Ned, on live television. Jarrett edged out Earnhardt for the win.
Needless to say, I was absolutely hooked.
My toy box became littered with 1:64 and 1:24 scale NASCAR die cast cars and I never missed a NASCAR race after that day. Some kids wanted to become fire fighters or police officers, doctors or astronauts, I wanted to drive cars for a living.
Ultimately, the dream of being a race car driver didn’t pan out for me but I still loved NASCAR more than ever. Once I graduated High School I pursued an advertisement online to write about NASCAR for BleacherReport.com.
From incredibly humble beginnings I have worked my way from being a person who didn’t understand where to put commas to being an award winning writer. It is seriously surreal but I wouldn’t be where I am today without the support of some amazing people who have helped me along the way.
I have to thank my parents who supported my decision to write about NASCAR. My wife sacrifices more than anyone as I chase my dream job. She is seriously incredible through it all. I have to thank my late friend Farrah Kaye. She helped lay the fundamental ground work for my writing career. Without her, I would still be putting commas in the incorrect places.
I also must thank Kerry Murphey, who has worked in the radio industry for nearly as long as I’ve been alive. For whatever, reason he thought it would be a good idea to have me co-host his weekly radio show and Podcast, The Final Lap Weekly. It has been a ton of work, but it has been some of the greatest fun I’ve had and I’ve gained a life-long friend.
I would also be remiss if I didn’t thank the amazing Jeff Gluck for never shying away from giving me advice, even when it was probably annoying for me to bug him. Christopher Smith of RubbingsRacing.com deserves a shout out for taking a chance on an unproven writer from Bleacher Report.
Also, one last — but not least — thank you to my good friend and fellow Motorsports writer, Joey Barnes who gave me a home to write at MotorsportsTribune.com for a couple of years. Barnes consistently encouraged me to keep on chugging even when the journey seemed quite bleak.
I appreciate you stopping by my NASCAR blog, I hope you find what you’re looking for! If you have any ideas on how I can improve this site for fellow readers, please let me know!