InHouse Racing is built on a lifetime inside motorsports—and a refusal to live quietly.
Born and raised in Sonoma, California, where racing wasn’t a hobby—it was culture. Sears Point Raceway, now Sonoma Raceway, was the backdrop: Drag racing, NASCAR, IMSA, loud friends, speed, and zero filters. I grew up racing motocross and drag racing there, learning early that comfort doesn’t win and limits are meant to be tested.
That mindset carried into nearly two decades at the highest level of Supercross and Motocross, where I part of winning multiple championship, and lived in a world where performance is non-negotiable. Those years became the backbone of InHouse Racing.
Today, InHouse Racing is about racing and living.
when we're not racing or build the next project; we are taking world travel Surf trips, Boat adventures, Late nights, Nicotine, Alcohol, ladies, and Friends. Racing has always lived next to bars, garages, back roads, and stories that don’t need explaining. I don’t pretend racers are saints, and I don’t soften the truth to keep rooms comfortable.
I ruffle feathers.
I speak my mind.
I’ve been called a stand-up guy—and overly aggressive.
I've been called worse.
Talk the talk. Walk the walk.
Talk shit. Back it up.
And ask yourself—how comfortable are you being uncomfortable? "Nic Wey"
Everything is built InHouse, at my home shop. Engine dynos, mill, lathe, TIG welding, fabrication, and finishing—no outsourcing, if we cant help it, no mystery work. If it breaks, it gets rebuilt. If it’s slow, we make it faster. If it survives, it earned it.
The racing continues with my 1971 Chevelle, competing in Good Guys autocross, the Optima Battery Ultimate Street Car, the Silver State Classic Challenge, and anywhere preparation, nerve, and honesty matter more than excuses.
No one gets out of here alive.
So we race hard.
We live fully.
And we don’t apologize for either.
InHouse Racing
Built InHouse.
Driven hard.
Lived without apology.