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A Meeting of Engineering Minds

by Doug Stokes
Thursday, June 12th, 2008

More than 50 members of the Society of Automotive Engineers gathered in the tech bay of Banks Power’s North Engineering building on Tuesday evening to listen to company president and founder Gale Banks speak about the many great aspects of high-performance diesel power. The attendees, gathered from all around southern California, represented a wide cross section of industry and academia. Automotive engineers from Honeywell, Subaru, General Motors, Nokia, Mazda, Denso, HR Textron, US Hybrid Corp., and more mingled well into the night with representatives from local universities Cal Poly Pomona and the University of Southern California.

Gale Banks speaks to members of the Society of Automotive Engineers at Banks Power in Azusa, California

Gale took the attentive group on a 45-minute slide “tour” of his company’s long involvement in diesel design. The man who has led the growth of Banks Power from a one-man shop to raise college tuition to a multimillion-dollar business employing more than 200 and boasting upwards of 600 dealers covered many highlights of his company’s 50 years in business.

Gale spoke of the teamwork and engineering savvy required to seek and attain world speed records. He recalled the vision and dedication that his teams have shown on the Bonneville salt flats, on road courses, and on dragstrips to make clean diesel power a new and respected symbol of high performance.

Ever the futurist and always up on the cam, Gale was most enthusiastic when he began talking about his plans for breaking new ground (and records!) using diesel power. He indicated, smilingly, that there is still plenty of record-setting performance in both the Dakota Sidewinder Bonneville truck and the S-10 drag truck. He also talked about plans currently afoot to break the 200-mph barrier in the quarter-mile with a new rear-engine Duramax V-8 Top Dragster and to blast past 300 mph in a Banks Bonneville “streamliner” (one guess on the fuel for that one) also equipped with a Banks Duramax.

After Gale’s presentation, many attendees took the opportunity to stroll through the Banks race shop, dyno rooms, and design facilities and to chat with the legend of the automotive aftermarket. And, as often happens when engineers get together, a number of informal mini-seminars broke out on the shop floor.

Peter Treydte explains how competitive testing is done at Banks Power

A completely instrumented Chevy Silverado test vehicle was located just outside the bay, and factory test engineer Peter Treydte was on station to explain how Banks tests not only its own products but all competitive units as well.

Two BMW 7-Series sedans (one hydrogen- and one diesel-powered) are on loan to Gale Banks for his insights

A couple of high-tech BMW 7-Series sedans, one powered by liquid hydrogen and one by turbo diesel, were given more than a once-over by the engineers in attendance. Both machines are on loan to Gale Banks for his evaluation and feedback to BMW.

Hayes Diversified Technology displayed its 600cc diesel-powered motorcycle at the SAE event

Hayes Diversified Technologies brought in one of its diesel-powered motorcycles. The 600cc paramilitary machine is a marvel of technology that a lot of civilians would like to get their hands on — power, torque, and diesel fuel economy on two wheels!

Diesel Roundup or Boschs Armada

by John Espino
Monday, June 2nd, 2008

Howdy thar, partners. A couple of blog entries back I gave the lowdown on Gale’s and my venture with Bosch in Las Vegas during the Alternative Fuels & Vehicles National Conference, but I didn’t get to write much about the demonstration vehicles we had there for our Ride & Drive event. Bosch has corralled a pretty impressive array of diesel steeds for the press to drive and write about. The idea is to get out not only the word but also the feeling one gets from driving any one of the examples of modern-day diesel - and to let people know that they’re available on the market today.

I kinda gushed about my all too short time in the BMW 123d, but there were plenty more examples to be impressed with. As a Banks insider, I managed to get ahold of the spec sheets for each of the vehicles Bosch has in its stables. I’m not going to post any photos of Bosch’s diesel fleet because, really, they look like what you will find in any dealership here. No special wings or warp-drive engines protruding from the body; rather, a plain-Jane kind of look by today’s “look at me, I’m driving a car that looks like a shuttle craft from some sci-fi movie because I love the Earth and bunny rabbits” style. And why not look like you are from this planet while driving something fun with no compromises? It’s a car, not a statement.

Anyways… Where was I before I started to rant? Ah yes, the diesel vehicle spec sheets. They’re all here, so take a look and think about it for a little while. Yes, the price of diesel has now risen to stupid levels, just like gasoline, but when you look at the mpg compared to the stats on the standard powerplant that’s available in the same vehicle you’ll see that you can go farther, and in the long run for less dough, on diesel than on gasoline. Do the math. Figure in that most new cars today that are worth a darn to drive use super unleaded fuel, and the argument becomes even more in favor of diesel. Those that run on regular unleaded fuel often remind me of a boring kiddie ride. I’ve been to Disneyland; I’ve been on the People Mover and Autopia “attractions,” and they’re not very fun for an adult. Why drive one of those two examples when you can drive Guilt-Free PerformanceTM every day?

Check the specs and see how diesel is kicking gas:

2006 Smart ForTwo
2007 Audi A6
2007 Audi A8
2007 Audi Q7
2007 BMW 745d
2007 Chrysler 300
2007 Honda Accord 2.2i CTDi
2007 Jeep Cherokee
2007 Mercedes Benz E320
2008 Audi A4
2008 BMW 123d
2008 BMW 535d vs 540i
2008 Honda CRV CTDi
2008 Mini CooperD

Accelerated Breathing or Product Evolution

by John Espino
Thursday, May 29th, 2008

You know the feeling when you have a cold and your nose is all plugged and it’s a doggone burden to even breathe? Well, I imagine that is kinda how your vehicle must feel day after day with the stock intake and exhaust system that it was born with. It doesn’t stop there, because if it’s turbocharged, it just might have a terribly restrictive intercooler to boot. With all of the backup in airflow, it’s a wonder your vehicle even moves, and with you behind the wheel demanding more performance to move around that Sunday driver in front of you, the situation is only exasperated. It’s no wonder why the mileage is not really quite what that window sticker said your ride was supposed to get.

Many moons ago, when I worked in the Installation department here at Banks, folks would often ask what we do to get more power and economy out of a vehicle. I simply explained it like this: You have a fantastic athlete under the hood, that being the engine, which is designed and bred to be a winner. The factory tells that athlete that he has to wear an extra heavy backpack and carry arm and leg weights. Next, they tell him to run a marathon, but he has to run the race with a piece of tape over his mouth and an index finger up one nostril. What do you think will be the outcome of the race for the poor fellow under these conditions?

Larger air tubes on the upgrade

I told customers that while we could not do anything about the added weight, we could effectively remove the tape from this athlete’s mouth and tell him to stop picking his nose — just breathe as God intended him to do. Some people asked whether the problem could be solved with a chip? Yeah, that’s like taking that same athlete with the same problems as previously described and telling him that he needs to drink five or more pots of coffee and a six pack of Monster drinks and then run the race. Forget that it’s a machine for a second and think about what that would do to a person. It’s worse-case scenario for motorhomes. There, you put a house on an engine that was designed for a van or truck, fill it up with all your stuff, and hook a boat or car to it. Whew…

We’ve been taking a systems approach here at Banks for forever and a day. Automotive performance starts with the engine’s ability to inhale and exhale unlabored, and even better yet when it’s done with cooler, dense air. Only after you’ve taken care of that part of the equation can you add tuning enhancements. This way, the attributes of the tune can be fully realized, liberating the athlete under the hood. An unexpected and added bonus to a less asthmatic vehicle is better fuel mileage, which in today’s world is on the top of everyone’s list.

This past weekend, we took those same “suck it in/spit it out” principles and applied them to a rather different kind of vehicle for Banks: a Mitsubishi Evolution. Being that it was a “skunkworks” project, why not do something besides a diesel truck? We’re gearheads, and we are supposed to color outside the lines.

The Evolution is a perfect example of a highly tuned, factory-engineered rocket on wheels that is already way too fast for its own good, but could we do more? We started by replacing the stock exhaust system with a CAT-back three-inch mandrel-bent system that used a straight-through muffler. Next, we removed the factory intercooler and the turbo compressor outlet pipe. We replaced the EXTREMELY restrictive stock cooler with a thicker core that incorporated larger air tubes and finished it off with a larger diameter compressor outlet pipe that had fewer bends. We dropped in a free-flowing air filter, shut the hood, and then started ‘er up. The result: low and midrange power that sucker punches you into the rear seat with little effort.

Upgraded intercooler, left, and the stock version
Upgraded intercooler, left, and the stock version

Beefy intercooler and compressor outlet on Mitsubishi Evolution
Beefy intercooler and compressor outlet on Mitsubishi Evolution

Thin black strips on stock intercooler -- talk about restricted airflow!
Thin black strips on stock intercooler — talk about restricted airflow!

Ease on the throttle and provide a little boost, and in a blur you are propelled to redline. With each shift, you’re already in the sweet spot of the next gear. And all of this was done by just improving the way the car breathes; no tune…yet. That’s the next step. And what did the owner think? He raves that it’s a different car now and much more fun to drive. For an Evo, that’s saying a lot.

So there you have it, Banks principles applied to yet another car (and a different than usual one for us). Could this be a new product area? No…maybe…yes…maybe…

Check out the following articles on maximizing airflow for improved power:

Airflow — The Secret to Making Power

How Air Flows

Why Big Density Makes a Big Difference

First Air, Then Fuel

Airflow Equals Fuel Economy

Cool Air Equals Power

Making Your Motorhome Better Than New

Fuel-injected childhood dreams

by John Espino
Friday, May 9th, 2008

It’s Friday, but not an ordinary Friday by any means. It’s actually a day that I have waited for most of my life. I’ve never kept it a secret that I’m somewhat of a nerd and a child at heart. Today, both of those traits are in for a treat as I use up a half day of vacation and split work early to catch a showing of Speed Racer! Yep, the show that gave me the automotive bug when I was just four years old is finally a movie!

I’d have to say I’m kinda lucky that my parents didn’t really pay too much attention to me as a kid. There was TV, right, so why interact? No hard feelings; after all, I wouldn’t be who I am today if it hadn’t been that way. I had great playmates and teachers: Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock, Johnny Sako and his Giant Robot, several Japanese super robots, Spider-Man, Batman, Ultraman, and Speed Racer.

I wanted to be Speed, drive the Mach 5, and come home to Trixie. It was from that one show that I developed my love for the art of the machine and for the simple pleasure known as driving. From that show I was given the urge to learn what made a motor vehicle live and breathe and to appreciate the rumble of an engine mixed with the sweet siren song of a turbo. It was a major force that formed an excitement in me that I want to instill in my five-year-old son. I am proud that on the rare occasion when I bring my son to the office that he gets excited to see what we’re working on, and then he asks to see the engine. I couldn’t be happier to answer all of his questions and explain in detail how things work. He’s a sponge, and he wants to know about it. It’s a kick when I hear him talk about his Hot Wheels and whether they’re supercharged, turbocharged or all motor.

So today I get to experience a part of my childhood and share it with my boy. Not only will I be taking a half day, but so will he because I’m pulling him out of preschool to see the movie with his old man. I want him to learn to appreciate this art of the machine that I speak so fondly of as I did when I was his age, and I can’t wait to see what kind of vehicles he will help usher into the world when he grows up.

A very cool “mock” review of the Mach 5…

Don’t forget to see the data sheet on the Mach 5 (Pssst…don’t look at the MPG!)…

Hoist the colors! or With great power comes great responsibility!

by John Espino
Wednesday, May 7th, 2008

I’m on my way back from Tampa and the Truck U shoot. I’m on the plane and just finished watching the third installment of Pirates of the Caribbean for the umpteenth time (a truly bitchin’ movie no matter what anyone says! Naysayers can walk the plank) and I feel compelled to finish my story from my first entry. Arrr… Ye sees me hardies me thinks the show is going to be pretty neat, says I. It focuses on safe towing power (that’s where Banks comes in). Apparently the truck they borrowed for the taping was an ‘08 Chevy Duramax that was used to tow a five-car hauler. That alone takes a lot of grunt, and while the D-max is up for the job, it still could use some help by infusing it with Herculean power. So what we did was put a full Banks PowerPack on it, which if it was FDA recommended would come with a prescription.

Folks are jittery about doing something to a new truck with a particulate trap on it, and why shouldn’t they be? You see, there are a lot of choices out there in Performanceville, but not all products are created equal. Sure, I work for Banks and am going to say my stuff is the best, but really it’s true and not an overbiased opinion. At Banks, we spend a bundle getting everyone’s offerings and then proceed to test the snot out of ‘em with equipment that rivals the original manufacturers. You see, companies rushing to get their products to be “first to market” aren’t really that good for you if quality and efficiency go out the window or, more importantly, out the window goes the safety factor that the stock system afforded you. What will it do to your rig while it unleashes its rush of power? You see, that smile on your face from the extra speed only lasts so long when your investment starts to puke parts like an anorexic model after a hardy meal. Three words can bring confidence to your choice of go-powerful parts: CleanTune™, ActiveSafety® and AutoRate®.

CleanTune is what we call our tunes or calibrations. They are made specifically to grant you the full power potential of your truck by not only adding fuel and twisting the timing to what we prescribe for work, sport or race, but doing so by ensuring that all the extra fuel that we add will be used. Running a dirty tune gets you a plugged-up DPF on new trucks and more frequent regens, which equates to overall lower performance, extra wear on the filter and lower fuel mileage. Plug the filter up too much and that extra soot that you added by running that “other product” will need to be burned to ash so that it can be ready to accept more crud you’re going to load it up with. The substrate ceramic core is actually pretty fragile, being that it basically starts to melt at temps of 1,200 degrees. Seeing that DPF outlet temps were measured at the DPF outlet at 1,100 degrees, I’d venture to say that regular regen cycles get pretty close to the danger zone…without help. Now put a dirty tune on and it has to clean itself more often because it is loading up with more soot, further degrading the internal material. A full filter lowers performance and mpg. Plug it up too much and it’ll work harder to burn itself clean, which causes excess temps and possibly an uncontrolled regen event. If that sounds like a bad thing, then give yourself a gold star. And here’s something funny: Some of these products allow you to force the regen. Maybe they think you’d like to impress your pals by setting things on fire by command, or maybe the tunes are so bad that you’ll need to do it more often to get more performance. The fun ends quickly when you realize that replacing a trap costs thousands of bucks. Oh, then there’s the fact that the ECU keeps track of how many events have taken place and rats you out when you visit the dealer.

Good: Inlet side of DPF
The good side of the DPF. Note that the internal ceramic substrate is intact and was doing its job of grabbing the diesel soot.

Bad: Compromised outlet side of DPF
Same filter, just the outlet side. The inside material has taken enough of the excess heat caused by a dirty tune and has begun to collapse, break and plug up the airflow. This DPF is now toast.

Ugly: Result of a dirty tune on DPF
Just one of the hunks of material from the failed DPF. Figure that this and smaller parts are eventually going to shoot out of your tailpipe — that or rattle until you get it changed. By the way, premature failure of the DPF is not covered under warranty, and a new one can cost a couple grand.

ActiveSafety really does one thing: Through a series of redundant systems, it ensures that in the event (an unlikely one at that) that the tuner fails, it will take itself out of the equation and allows all of the stock signals to reach their destination uninterrupted. Good? You bet, as this action will keep the engine running in stock form while other tuners kill the engine by creating roadblock for the essential signals. No signals=dead truck, be it in a safe place or on the railroad tracks.

Now for AutoRate, our system of checks and balances. We give you power, but you know that absolute power corrupts absolutely. What the heck am I saying? We give you performance, but not at the cost of your truck. The tuner becomes an active member of the truck, monitoring things like temperatures and the transmission. Fluids get too hot; we pull power to keep things safe. When readings reach acceptable levels, AutoRate gradually gives power back to you. Start the vehicle up in subzero temps and we won’t give you all the power until your truck warms up and the various temps are in check. Power is pulled out just before the automatic transmission shifts, and then we give you the power after the shift, thereby allowing the shift to be made on stock power. And there’s more, but for that you should take a look at the test section on our website  You’ll learn all kinds of neat stuff there.

In closing, I’d say that our power products don’t rape and pillage your truck…or plunder your wallet at the pump. We honor your investment and you as a customer.

What’s my motivation? or Trucking in Tampa

by John Espino
Tuesday, May 6th, 2008

For the plane ride back, I’ve got to remember to at least try for a window seat. It was bad enough being the middle child in my family, but it was torture being in the middle on a plane ride across the country. Heck, I even ran out of mints! At least sitting by the window on the plane trip back I can spend the hours looking for the gremlin that crawls on the wing and jacks around with the engine. I’m going to get that little jerk some day! Some day!

Anyways…

So here I am in Tampa, on the set where they film Two Guys Garage and Truck U. It’s always cool visiting where TV and film magic happen. Most people think that it all happens in sunny California, but really it can happen anywhere. For example, the set where I am now happens to be in a very inconspicuous area next to what looks like an auto repair joint. Inside this bunker is everything you need to film whatever you want, really, and through the magic of HD recording gear, the process is a short one. Edits and all the other film stuff can be done on the fly, saving huge amounts of time. The shoot is expected to wrap up early this evening.

So what am I doing here? Well, you just can’t expect everyone to know what Banks Power stuff does, how it does it, and why it does it so well. I’m here to advise the hosts, or “talent” as we call ‘em in showbiz, about the features and tech regarding the install. So far it’s going well, and I like the fact that they don’t work off of a script or a teleprompter. They may make small flubs, but that adds to the credibility of it all. They’re real people, and this kind of info is more believable coming from a real person than from a wind-up robot.

(Hours later…)

Well, it’s all over…and at 4:53 p.m. all that’s left is for me to jump in my mighty Dodge Caliber rental car and speed off to the airport. Now what was I supposed to remember to do? Oh well, it’ll come back to me when I’m sitting on the plane.

A Tribute to Wally Parks

by Gale Banks
Monday, October 1st, 2007


Wally Parks, 1913-2007

Dear friends,

Wally Parks was a friend to thousands, and I am pleased to have been numbered among them. His gentlemanly demeanor was an example that I have tried hard to emulate in my career. His sense of humor was always a pleasant surprise. His leadership was the stuff of legend. In my life I have had few heroes…but Wally Parks was one of them.

Wally helped me out from time to time and sometimes without my asking. As an example; back in 1997 the SCTA asked me to write an article for the 49th Annual Bonneville Speed Week Program. I was wondering about the details behind the first Speed Week in 1949 when I received a letter from Wally. It transformed the article, “My Memories of Bonneville Are All a Blur.” Here is Wally’s letter, or see the entire article here.

Dear Gale:

Alex Xydias told me you’re having some difficulty unraveling the history of hot rod cars running at the Bonneville Salt Flats. Here, right from the old horse’s mouth, are some details of the history of hot rod cars running at the Bonneville Salt Flats:

In 1948, when I was secretary and general manager of the SCTA as its first full-time employee, we had contacted the old AAA regarding the hope we might run our cars on the Salt. In a reply letter from Mr. Art Pillsbury, then the AAA’s chief steward for auto racing in the United States, we were advised that “the world record in Class C is 203 mph and it is highly doubtful any hot rod will ever attain that speed.”

Some time after that not-encouraging response, I contacted the Salt Lake City Chamber of Commerce, whose secretary, Gus Backman, was in charge of its Bonneville Speedway Association-entrusted by the state and U.S. government as the official custodian of Bonneville’s Salt Flats.

Mr. Backman suggested a meeting to discuss the SCTA’s proposal, and I invited Mr. Lee Ryan, senior member of a publicity group with whom we were planning SCTA’s first Hot Rod Exposition, to accompany me for the Salt Lake City presentation. As neither of us had transportation suitable for the journey, we invited Bob “Pete” Petersen to join us on the trip with his 10-year-old Mercury club coupe as our hopeful round-trip conveyance.

After our proposal, in which Lee Ryan added a valuable element of maturity, Mr. Backman agreed to allow the SCTA one “trial” event on the Bonneville Salt Flats, with any future consideration pending the first event’s outcome. Needless to say, the initial venture in 1949 was a pronounced success. And due to SCTA’s diligence in operations, plus the cooperative support of Union Oil Company and Hot Rod Magazine, the Bonneville National Speed Trials became an historic annual occasion-one that has lasted for half a century-threatened only by the condition of the Salt.
–Wally Parks

The above letter contains the essence of Wally Parks, a self-effacing man who was without a doubt the most important motorsports personality of the 20th Century United States. Wally was the center of the creation and growth of the largest racing organization on the planet. Sure, there are guys who have written about racing and hot rodding. Absolutely, there are guys who have supplied the parts to build the hot rods. And, each of us are racers or fans of racing.

But, Wally…now Wally was the man…The Man. Wally’s leadership and vision affected us all and lead to the NHRA of today. Yeah, Wally had a lot of help, but, little gets done without a leader and that was Wally Parks. All the rest of us just orbit around in the racing and hot rod industry that Wally’s organization, the NHRA, has led to.

As I said above, Wally had thousands of friends. Sports writer Shav Glick was one of his closest. I last saw Shav at Picassos Restaurant in Irwindale a few weeks ago. We spoke for awhile and I thanked him for all he has written about my exploits through the years. Unfortunately, he has not been in very good health of late.

Shav, now retired, was the motorsports editor at the LA Times since I can remember. Wally and Barbara Parks named the press box at Pomona in Shav’s name, so it is only proper that Shav write his friend’s obituary. In view of Shav’s condition what follows is nothing less than a heroic effort for an old friend.

By Shav Glick, Special to The Times
September 29, 2007

Wally Parks, the hot-rodder and entrepreneur who curbed drag racing on city streets by steering drivers onto legal racing strips and founded the National Hot Rod Assn., has died. He was 94.

Parks died Friday at St. Joseph Hospital in Burbank, the NHRA announced, without specifying the cause of death.

Today, the NHRA is the world’s largest motor sports sanctioning body, best known for its professional race car drivers locked in 300-mph duels over a straight quarter-mile stretch of pavement in 23 national events held each year.

But the Glendora-based organization also has at the grass-roots level more than 80,000 members and 140 member tracks from coast to coast catering to drag racers and their lust for speed.

“Today is a sad day in the world of NHRA and the sport of drag racing,” NHRA President Tom Compton said in a statement. “Words simply can’t describe the immeasurable impact Wally has had on the sport he created and the millions of people’s lives he touched along the way.”

As a young man, Parks was one of those hot-rodders. Since the early 1930s, racing fans had gathered at impromptu exhibitions on dry lake beds, back roads, even city streets in Southern California.

Parks started out by racing a modified 1924 Chevrolet at what is now Rogers Dry Lake at Edwards Air Force Base. After joining the Road Runners car club in 1937, he was part of a group that formed the Southern California Timing Assn., one of the nation’s first hot-rod car clubs.

“The SCTA began getting heat from government and the media over the incidents of racing on city and country streets, so some of us decided to start a campaign to get racers off the streets,” Parks recalled a few years ago. “Back then, the clubs were racing on the dry lakes, but after World War II, we found that abandoned air strips, or ones used only part time, were available.”

An unused runway at what is now John Wayne Airport in Orange County became the Santa Ana Drags, the first professional track to charge admission in Southern California. (A strip adjacent to a landing field in Goleta is recognized as the first drag strip of record in Southern California.)

There was no set distance for side-by-side races in those days. It was whatever was available, but Parks determined that a quarter-mile was best because that was about the distance suitable for racing on an airport runway, with enough room after the finish line to stop the cars. He felt the need for a specific distance so that times from any track in the country could be compared to others.

In 1947, Parks, Bob Petersen and Bob Lindsay established Hot Rod magazine in Los Angeles, with Parks as its first editor. Two years later, he gained nationwide recognition for his proposal to open the Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah for speed trials, featuring drivers racing against a stop watch, not just against each other, and emphasizing quickness in addition to speed.

Using Hot Rod magazine as a forum, Parks promoted legal drag racing for enthusiasts of speed and power, as well as for a mainstream audience. In 1951, he formed the NHRA and became its first president.

Parks organized Safety Safaris led by NHRA field officers who traveled around the country showing members how to conduct a safe and standardized drag meet. They also met with local law enforcement to explain their goal of getting racing into a legitimate, controlled environment.

The NHRA’s first official race was held at the L.A. County Fairgrounds in Pomona in 1953, and two years later the first national event was run in Great Bend, Kan. Drag racing became standardized, with cars in similar classifications racing a quarter-mile from a standing start. The rewards were modest.

“Just trophies,” driver Don Prudhomme told a St. Louis Post-Dispatch reporter in 2001, on the NHRA’s 50th anniversary. “We never even thought about making a living doing it, let alone it turning into what it has become. We never dreamed of that.”

Nicknamed “the Snake,” Prudhomme lined up against Tom “the Mongoose” McEwen and “Big Daddy” Don Garlits.

“There’s no question that we had colorful characters,” Parks said. “They were part of the foundation, the building of the popularity of drag racing. They developed the show business element of the sport.”

By the time Parks left Hot Rod magazine in 1963 to work full time for the NHRA, the sanctioning body had organized in every state across the country. Drag racing fans were attracted to the personable drivers and the exotic cars that had been modified to their powerful essence.

“Being in the pit area is something you can’t explain to people and you can’t show them on TV,” Parks told the Contra Costa Times in 2001. “You have to be there and feel the ground shake and see for yourself the magic of these vehicles.”

As performances pushed the limits — with speeds ticking above 300 mph and topped by Tony Schumacher’s 337-mph run at Brainerd, Minn., in August 2005 — sponsors signed on and TV networks struck deals.

Today, the NHRA trails only NASCAR in U.S. racing popularity. It has an established fan base attending races at stadiums with luxury boxes, its major corporate sponsors include Budweiser and Powerade, and ESPN has a contract to televise its events through 2011.

“It’s still a little awesome to me,” Parks told The Times in 2001. “None of us had any vision it was going to develop into what it is today. We were trying to create an activity for our particular interest in cars that would be safe and fun.”

Parks came to love cars at an early age. Born Jan. 23, 1913, in Goltry, Okla., he was 8 years old when his family moved to California, settling in South Gate. At Jordan High School in Watts, his auto shop instructor had two Model T roadsters that students stripped down to hot rods as class projects.

After high school, Parks became a test driver at a General Motors assembly plant. During World War II, plant production was converted to military vehicles, and he tested tanks for the Army. He later served in the Philippines, where he toyed with a hot-rod Jeep in his free time.

After the war, he returned to work for GM as a road test driver and engineer until 1947. He also jumped right back into the hot-rod scene, becoming general manager of the SCTA, organizing races and car shows. Then it was on to Hot Rod magazine and the NHRA, where he was president until 1984.

A tall man with a deep voice and a statesman-like presence, Parks remained on the NHRA board of directors as its chairman emeritus until his death. He also was chairman of the Wally Parks NHRA Motorsports Museum in Pomona, where a 7-foot statue of him stands at the entrance.

He was drag racing’s first inductee into the International Motorsports Hall of Fame in 1992 at Talladega, Ala., and the Motorsports Hall of Fame in 1993 at Novi, Mich.

Within the NHRA itself, Parks was the first recipient of the Don Prudhomme Award in 1994, given to an individual who made a profound impact on the growth of NHRA drag racing.

In 1957, Parks drove his Plymouth Hot Rod Special to a speed record for closed-bodied cars at Daytona Beach during NASCAR’s Speed Weeks. Forty years later, at 83, he drove the same car over the Bonneville Salt Flats and the Rogers and El Mirage dry lakes in Southern California. “I did it just for the fun of it,” he said. “And to prove to some folks that I could do it.”

The ‘57 Plymouth was honored too. After being displayed at the Walter P. Chrysler Museum’s exhibit saluting Chrysler’s early Hemi engine performances, it was put in the NHRA museum that carries Parks’ name.

Parks, a longtime resident of Glendale, is survived by two sons, Richard and David; five grandchildren; and three great-grandchildren. His wife, Barbara, a secretary at Hot Rod magazine and the NHRA, died in January 2006.

With the rest of you, I celebrate the life of Wally Parks. He was, is, and will always be a hero, and he will occupy a special place in my heart for all of my remaining days.

Thank you Wally,

Gale Banks

The Re-Education of a “Gearhead”

by Doug Stokes
Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

Last Friday (really my “first day on the job”, even though I had only come in to fill out some employment papers), I was invited to sit in on meeting with Gale Banks and a number of members of the engineering staff.

My (just-bestowed an hour earlier) title is the lofty “Corporate Publicist” and so, I was pleased to be asked to be a part of the action so soon after signing on with the company.

As near as I could make out, the subject of the meeting was a new engine design, diesel to be sure, but after that the talk got a very technical very quickly. The parts looked familiar, lifters, valve train components and the like, but the numbers got blurry and the words became sort of muffled pretty fast from my side of the table.

Not unlike someone who has studied another language in school, but only now was in a place where that was all anyone spoke; I thought that I recognized certain key phrases and numbers, but the tribal council that Gale Banks had assembled around the table in his office seemed to be speaking in some arcane dialect of English that I was entirely unfamiliar with.

Oh, I could sort of make out a bit of what was going on, but there was still this complex series of handoffs and headings between design engineers and outside specialty suppliers that I couldn’t have followed with a GPS.

It was, in truth, a dizzying dance of numbers and notations which went whizzing over my head like so many swallows returning to wherever they go when they’re NOT hanging out at Capistrano.

My takeaway (which I dutifully wrote down) was that the new CNC-machined Banks cylinder heads not only increase power, but add very nicely to the overall efficiency of the motor as well. I thought that was pretty good for a guy who was “technically” stuck in first gear.

As the days go by I suspect that many of the words that are used around here which now make me wince in ignorance, will start to be making a bit more sense. This is sure highly technical fun that we’re having here.

So to working directly with one of the true heroes of hot rodding is something that will take a bit of time to get comfortable with. While I’m sure that this Gale Banks guy actually does put his pants on “one leg at a time”, I’ll wager that he does it faster, or better, (or something), than your average company President. His pride shows, his attitude is always “at altitude” and his appetite for the fray is infectious.

I’m ready for my close-up or Alpha Male sighting

by John Espino
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007

Hollywood is at it again: they’re filming a movie in my neighborhood, but down the street from me. So close, yet so far away. The movie and television companies always seem to do this to me… they tease me knowing full well that I was meant to be immortalized on screen. I personally think that they’re afraid of my vast talent. I mean, why else would I always get picked from the audience at one of those shows at Universal Studios? I do a mean falling off a building, and I was even a “Red Shirt” fighting a Klingon in a Star Trek stage show once. I have the VHS tape to prove it.

Oh, but this isn’t the first time I was close to have a staring roll: I actually worked on an episode of CSI. Yup, I was in an episode about a murder at a “SEMA like” show a few years back. The studio that produces the program called us up after seeing our booth at a real SEMA show and asked if it were possible to bring a portion of that booth with some personnel as props for an upcoming episode. At first we really didn’t want to do it, but then they promised that we’d be in a prime location that was actually next to one of the main scenes of the episode. What the heck, it couldn’t hurt… right? We’d be seen on national and international TV, as well as syndication. Such a deal! So I was volunteered to go and baby-sit the booth and be on camera if needed. This “automotive accessory” show was staged at the Los Angeles Convention Center, so at least we didn’t have to travel too far. We situated the booth by a large stage where a drawing for a Hummer H1 was gong to be filmed. Surrounding us was a fleet of Smart cars, two doors, four doors and a few cool little coupes. These were all very interesting and strange to the extras and crew. Everyone constantly was asking me, since they were by our booth, what they were. More on this part later…

Anyways, I learned a few things from this experience:
* Not a lot happens on the set for extended periods of time (which totally bugged the heck out of me). I kept thinking of time management and wondering if they needed help along the way.
* A single scene can be shot over an over for no good reason (seemingly). To this day I still remember every line the actress spoke as she picked the winner of the drawing… “And the winner is Kyle Shaw!” Sheesh! All the extras (including me) had to clap… over and over and over again. We also had to show that we were happy for the lucky fellow and his wife. Oh joy! And don’t get me started about the murder scene in the motor home. We all had to act surprised when they unveiled the cutaway motor home only to find the body of a rather attractive woman was placed as a center piece of the living room. Don’t people know that’ll leave a stain? We had to clap ferociously only to stop in sudden horror at the sight of the body… over 13 times! I finally walked away after that and returned to my booth while they kept filming it repeatedly.
* Extras eat really well, at least these ones did. Aside from the fact that food was available all the time (I’m talking anything from candy and cookies to nachos and chili dogs) there was a designated dinner break. Here extras were served anything from hamburgers to swordfish. Really great food, I’ve got to tell you.
* Filming something can take a LONG time. I got there at a little before noon and ended up leaving at something like 2:30 a.m.! But then again that’s how these guys roll.
* Professional extras are… well they’re kinda nutty. Listening to them hone their “skills” was a little humorous. Not all of them were this way, but enough of them were. You could tell the serious ones from the others by the way they recited the alphabet and made funny faces to exercise their face muscles… just in case they had their big moment. They sorta stood out like a Trekker in a Sci Fi convention.

So back to the part about the Smart cars. It’s funny, in this business and in life in general, how the vacuum created by the lack of information can be filled by folks who professes to have the answers. I knew the Smart car’s stats because we had one of Bosch’s diesel demos from Europe to play around with for a few weeks. They’re really a cool little clown car, actually. The one we had was powered by a .8 liter (yeah… that’s right), 3 cylinder diesel matted to a six-speed tap-shift tranny. The neat feature was that you could shift by the stick or use the nifty steering wheel mounted paddle shifters. Anyways, I got a good education about the line up of cars and their variants. During filming breaks I was answering most of the questions, but there was a fella who had his own answers… and they were all wrong. This “Alpha-Male” spun the tale to a group gathered around him of how these little wonders were the latest in bio-cars and that they were Hydrogen- electric. I hung in the background and listened to him as he continued his whimsical tale to the crowd about the cars and their power sources. I waited for a while till I could talk to him alone and I asked him some questions about the pint sized wonders of science. It was kind funny when I opened the hatch and showed him the rear mounted little diesel engine. “Oh… it’s a diesel?” he said. “Diesel’s are yucky!” Not only did this guy tell a crowd of people a lie, but he was a dope to boot.

Misinformation travels fast. Soon I found people telling me about the solar powered, bio-nuclear car that ran on a mixture of gravy, holy water and ranch salad dressing (I’m exaggerating, but you get the picture). One lady was explaining to me about how they were electric because the gear selector had a plus and a minus sign by it. “Umm… that’s to select gears, Miss” I said. To which she replied “that’s not what that man over there said.”

An Alpha-male can be a good thing at times, if they are knowledgeable and truthful. Following the right person things can change things for the better, and make you smarter. Following the wrong person (who sometimes rattles a saber and shouts from the mountain tops) and you can become a part of a mindless mob waiving their pitchforks and torches at a castle gate. It’s this reason why I stopped reading forums. One or two guys shout and profess they know best, that everyone else sucks and ends up taking over a thread. This action does two things: pushes folks genuinely looking for knowledge from a collective group away from the site, or becoming a member of a small mob. Don’t take me wrong, I’m all for free expression and chatting about opinions… but why be so ugly about it? Don’t be lemmings; look for facts before grabbing that pointy object and joining that mob.

Oh yeah, so when the episode finally aired our booth wasn’t in a single scene and all you could see was the back of me as I walked to the murder scene… for all of two seconds. I proudly showed my wife and parents my acting skills that evening. They knew I had it in me. Did I get any call backs? No, but it’s only a matter of time.

Atom is da Bomb! or How to Distort Your Face in Under Three Seconds

by John Espino
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

I have to tell you all that Ginger Ale is just about my favorite drink… period. It brings back fond memories of days long past. I’ll usually partake in a plastic Dixie cup of Canada Dry’s version of the beverage on business flights, but on recent trip to Oregon I was treated to a Verner’s. Ain’t that a something? I mean I thought that brand went away when I was a kid, at least that’s the way it is in California anyways. Then another blast from the past… I got on a plane with propellers. Yes folks, the futuristic world of the 21st Century is here… and without the flying cars, robot butlers, an Astro-Base on the Moon or the rocket-pack I was promised as a boy. Airplanes still have propellers.

Anyways, as I said earlier I was on my way to Oregon. Since we’re now in the powertrain business I’m visiting a customer called Brammo. If you’re not familiar with the company then I invite you to go to their website at www.brammo.com and check out their skeletal speedster called the Ariel Atom. Jay Leno even chats about it on his website at http://jaylenosgarage.com/video/index.shtml?vidID=80739 with a slight gleem in his eye.

This little gem’s design wasn’t really born in the US, but the Brammo crew has made it their own and is now just starting to pop them out of their bay doors. The car is light, agile and feels as if it is infused with alien go-fast technology that was salvaged from a UFO at Area 51. What do I mean by that? You know what fast is, right? I mean just imagine what your version of speed is for a moment? Now, think of being hurdled through the air with your facial features blurred beyond recognition as you scream 0 to 60 in 2.8 seconds. Yep, now that’s fast. The Atom is plenty powerful, so don’t be mislead by its pint size. Check out the video of us driving around the Brammo parking lot — not as fast and furious as it would have been out on a track, but fun and impressive nonetheless.

The surprise here is that this car doesn’t have a warp drive from a crashed UFO, but rather from a Chevy Cobalt SS. The heart of this guided missile is GM’s stout 2.0 liter supercharged, all-aluminum Ecotec engine. In fact the transmission, driveshafts and other components come from Chevy’s pocket rocket. At 205 horsepower the stock stuff is impressive, but with a GM stage 2 or 3 kit and a GM/Banks ECU calibrated with “special herbs and spices” for that extra punch the car’s tires scar the black top with a trail of vulcanized fury. All of these powertrain parts are being supplied through Banks.

Ok, here’s a secret: if that kind of power wasn’t enough we at Banks are developing the Ecotec 2.4 liter engine in a few different ways… each one of them for diabolical output. The master plan is to build-up the engines with either a turbo or supercharger and all the right components inside so that you can use the extra power over and over again in whatever you decide to put it in. Sandrails, hot rods… and even boats. And who knows… maybe the parts might even be compatible with a few of GM’s vehicles?

Great things come is small packages, and both the Atom and the Ecotec are powerful examples to the rule. Both that car and the engine are going change the way folks think of performance. As the price of gas rises to ridiculous levels it becomes clear that heavy cars and dinosaur thirsty V8s are a thing of the past. Looks like I actually found something futuristic on this trip after all. Now if I can only get my rocket pack and personal robot.