NBA National Number Ones By Year
CDNE=Class did not exist. TDNE=Title did not exist.
Note: Dates reflect the year the racers *won* their plates, not the year they actually *raced* their No.1 plates. In other words David Clinton won his No.1 plate in 1974 entitling him to race with #1 on his plate for the 1975 season. John George then won the No.1 plate in 1975 and raced with #1 on his plate during the 1976 racing season.
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Pro* Nat.#1 Men
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Pro Cruiser Nat. #1 Men
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Amat. Nat.#1 Men
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Amat. Nat.#1 Powder Puff
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*The NBA did not have a true National no.1 until 1975 when the first true national was held. Until then No.1s were strictly district. However, since the NBA Southern California District was the largest by far in the country during those years (indeed, only in Arizona did the NBA have any districts outside of California) and John George in 1975 and before him David Clinton in 1974 where the district champions at the end of those seasons that made them National No.1s by default. In the case of David Clinton in 1974 almost no tracks existed outside of California and none of those were NBA sanctioned.
**The NBA did have a separate professional division beginning in 1976, but until 1979 the National No.1 plate was all around for every class, pro or amateur.
***The Number One pro title did not exist until 1979.
****NBA Pros were allowed to race in the Amateur class and hold the amateur title at the time, so Greg Hill, while a professional was eligible for and won the no. 1 Amateur title.
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