Aviotti Racing: Built for the Bold, Forged by Fire
- Halim Whiteley
- Mar 31
- 5 min read
Updated: May 30
There’s a place where horsepower meets heart, where track days turn into war stories, and where every name on the roster earned their stripes with busted knuckles and busted egos.
That place is Aviotti Racing.
We ain’t just a team... We’re a tribe of wild-eyed racers and road-hardened rebels. Built on trust, tenacity, and a relentless drive to outwork, outthink, and out-race anybody who lines up next to us. We’re not in it for the trophies, though we don’t mind ‘em. We’re here to build something real. A community. A legacy. A family forged at full throttle.
Let me tell you about the people behind the name—because Aviotti ain't logos and engines. It’s people. And every one of 'em’s a damn story worth telling.
A.P. Miranda – The Captain of Chaos
At the helm of this wild ride is a man who’s stared down blown engines, bad luck, and back-row starts without flinching. He don’t just lead—he bleeds for this team.
Never one to take the easy line, he's got the scars, the smarts, and the stubborn will of someone born to chase the edge. Founder, coach, racer, and ringleader of this circus we call Aviotti—he’s the reason the whole damn thing runs. But make no mistake—this ain’t some suit barking orders from the sidelines. He’s in the trenches: tuning shocks, burning laps, mentoring rookies, and reviving cars that should’ve flatlined. Doesn’t matter if it’s a busted motor or a nervous first-timer—he tackles both with the same fire.
Lives for the fight. Thrives in the chaos. Never asks a soul to do what he won’t do himself. That’s leadership the old-school way—earned in sweat, not claimed in talk. And if you’ve ever seen him cut through traffic like a blade through soft rubber, you know what we mean when we say:
This man doesn’t just build fast drivers—he builds warriors.
Tim Moser – The Iron-Willed Outlaw
Tim Moser doesn’t say much—but when the helmet goes on and the visor drops, he speaks fluent throttle.
No need for spotlight or swagger. Just hand over the keys, wave the green flag, and get outta the damn way. What makes this man dangerous ain’t just raw talent—it’s a mindset. Steady under fire. Cool in the chaos. Drama gets left in the rearview while the mission stays clear.
There’s a quiet fire burnin’ inside—one forged over years of hard knocks and high-speed grit. Not just a driver, but a thinker. A doer. A battler who doesn’t flinch when things go sideways. While others panic, Tim’s already elbows-deep in the fix—grease on his hands, sleeves rolled, shoulder-to-shoulder with the crew, turning wrenches like it’s second nature.
Sebring told the story loud and clear. No gear. No laps. Everything going wrong. Still showed up, kept his head down, and clawed his way from the back of the grid to a podium finish. Not because fortune smiled—but because he refused to fold.
Outside the car, the calm remains. No ego. No noise. Just loyalty, integrity, and a hell of a work ethic. The kind of teammate who makes everyone around better—not by talkin’, but by doing. Mentors without flexing. Lends a hand without a second thought. Tim ain’t flashy—but he’s formidable. The one you count on when things get rough. The one who never lets the team down, and sure as hell won’t let himself off easy.
When folks say Aviotti is built different, they’re talkin’ about men like this.
Gennadiy “Gena” Kopytov – Cold Racer, Warm Soul
By day, Gena Kopytov is a father, an entrepreneur, and the kind of man who handles his business with discipline and quiet resolve. No shortcuts. No excuses. Just a full plate and the backbone to carry it. But when the helmet goes on and the track lights fire up—a different animal steps out of the pit.
The calm, collected dad becomes a cold-blooded tactician.A cold fucking racer, no other way to say it.
On track, Gena doesn’t waste movement. Doesn’t get rattled. Every lap is a masterclass in precision. He reads the race like a blueprint and executes without hesitation. While others muscle and mash their way through chaos, he carves through it like it’s already been solved.
He’s not loud. Not flashy. But every move hits like a hammer wrapped in silk.
The danger? It’s not the speed—it’s the control.There’s ice in those veins. You won’t see the move coming until you’re already behind him.
Off the track, that same discipline carries over. He’s present, thoughtful, loyal. A quiet anchor for the crew and a strong influence on anyone lucky enough to race beside him. Doesn’t talk circles—just leads by example. The kind of presence that raises the standard for everyone in the paddock. Gena is proof that you can be both—the steady hand and the sharp blade. A family man who handles life’s demands with focus and heart, and a racer who turns ruthless when the lights go out and the grid comes alive.
When folks say Aviotti is built different, this is what they mean.
Ami Wilson – Grit Over Glory
Some folks are born into racing. Others fight their way into it.Ami Wilson? She fought.
A full-time veterinarian from Indiana, Ami spends her days saving lives in scrubs—and her weekends chasing speed in a fire suit. No trust fund, no motorsport background, no easy entry. Just the kind of raw drive that can’t be taught. When she rolled into her first track day at Sonoma, coached by A.P. Miranda, it wasn’t about proving something to the world—it was about answering something deep inside.
And it was loud. She fell in love with the fight.
Racing didn’t come easy. Still doesn’t. But easy was never the goal. From the first corner to the latest comeback, every lap has been earned. Every scar tells a story. At Sebring, she took a hit that would’ve put most folks on the sidelines for good—four wheels off, hard impact, and a broken arm from the violence of the wheel. And still, she walked away on her feet, already talkin’ about the next round.
That’s not just courage. That’s conviction.
Ami doesn’t want a shortcut to the front—she wants to earn her way there. Wants the grind, the grease, the hard lessons and the harder comebacks. Racing, to her, ain’t just a thrill. It’s a mirror. It shows who you are when everything goes sideways.
Off the track, she brings the same quiet strength. She listens. Learns. Works harder than most and never asks for a damn thing in return. Always humble, always hungry. She doesn’t care about being the fastest yet—she cares about being better than the last lap, every time out.
Ami Wilson is what happens when heart meets horsepower.Tough as nails. Smart as hell. And just getting started. When we talk about building something that matters—not just a race team, but a movement—we’re talkin’ about racers like her.
So, Who the Hell Is Aviotti Racing?
We’re the crew that shows up early, stays late, and never half-asses a damn thing. Around here, effort ain’t optional—it’s the standard. We believe in giving folks a shot, chasing the edge, and doing it the right way—even when it’s the hard way. Especially when it’s the hard way.
No shortcuts.
No junk.
No quit.
We build real-deal machines. We race ‘em like we stole ‘em. And we do it with deep-rooted passion—for the sport, the people, and the stories that come from fighting for every inch.
Doesn’t matter if you’re fresh off your first track day or gunning for lap records—we’ve got a place for you. From our Arrive & Drive program, to full race support and one-on-one coaching, we’re here to help you find your edge… and push right past it.
Because Aviotti ain’t about going fast.
It’s about going full throttle, with heart. Every damn time.
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