A fraction of a second can be a defining moment in harness racing. Winners are determined by a fraction of a second. Records are made in a fraction of a second. Anything can happen in a fraction of a second.

The time it takes for the gate to roll from its stationary starting point to the paddock turn at the Saratoga Raceway can be measured in a matter of seconds. It’s routine. The wings open, the starter calls to the drivers and the horses file in one-by-one along the eight post positions lining the wingspan of the starting car. Within seconds, the car picks up speed, accelerating to the point of peak momentum at the start line. When the horses are released, the speedometer in the car reads over 48 kilometers per hour. 

On April 12, 2026, in one moment, the horses and drivers were following their routine: filing in behind the gate. 

Within a fraction of a second, no one understood what they were seeing. 

The recall lights flashed, and six of the Open pacing mares remained on the wings of the car that came to a slow crawl. All drivers behind the car had their heads turned back. All eyes in the grandstand were facing that same way. 

On the ground in that paddock turn was Brett Beckwith and One More Bet, both lying motionless. 

As the gate rounded that paddock turn and as the horses were filing into their post positions, One More Bet went off stride and began hopping. Her hopples appeared to snag and she went down, face-first. The way she landed and the momentum she carried launched Brett from the seat of his race bike. His foot was caught on the mud apron on his bike, and he slammed to the ground face first. One More Bet, still tangled in equipment and the race bike, made every attempt to jump up. 

Horsemen rushed to their side. Announcer Mike Sardella did his best to keep the crowd informed, albeit unaware of the gravity of the situation himself from his perch.

The first one out to Beckwith’s side was driver Leon Bailey, who was sitting in his truck in between his carded races making phone calls. He described it as a chance to sit with the window down and take a moment to relax.

“Suddenly, I heard a sound I still struggle to describe,” Bailey said. “When you’ve spent enough time around these events and witnessed enough incidents, certain sounds become unmistakable. This was one of them – a sound that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.”

Immediately, Bailey threw the door of his truck open and ran toward the track. 

“I saw an image I will never forget," he said. "Brett was lying face down, arms at his sides and legs together, completely motionless. His race bike rested on top of him while the horse thrashed violently nearby. I quickly lifted the bike off him and positioned myself to shield his body from the horse’s kicks as it tried to get up. Thankfully, I was wearing my protective vest, which absorbed the few kicks that landed. Given his condition, I was grateful none struck him directly.

“I shouted to the EMTs that the situation was critical. At that moment, I feared the worst. His headband was soaked with blood that was also pouring from his ears and mouth. By then, several other people had reached the scene. Finally, Brett began to spit blood from his mouth—an odd but profound relief, as it confirmed he was breathing. He soon regained partial consciousness. I stayed close, repeatedly urging him to remain still and down. Eventually, with others now attending to him, I stepped away, realizing there was nothing more I could do.”

Bailey was one of a few drivers that day that called off the remainder of the card. 

“It was a lot to process. Beyond the immediate uncertainty surrounding the severity of his injuries, I felt a deep heartbreak," he said. "This young man had accomplished so much in such a short time. In the best-case scenario, he would still miss a critical window to demonstrate his full potential—just as the stakes were rising. I have never met a more likable person. Watching him develop into a tier-one driver so quickly made it impossible not to root for him."

Though only 23 years old, Beckwith has made a name for himself. He has won races in the United States, Canada, and New Zealand, represented the United States at the World Driving Championship, and set records as the youngest driver to achieve various milestones. His future in harness racing is undoubtedly bright.

He follows in the footsteps of generations of harness horsemen. His mother, trainer Melissa Beckwith, was at the track on the day of the accident. She was sitting in the paddock kitchen when she heard the commotion outside. ‘The race hasn’t started. What could be wrong?’ That was the first thought that crossed her mind when suddenly, a horseman ran inside to let her know it was Brett, but not to leave the paddock.

“I sat on the bench and waited,” Melissa said. “Amanda Benson, the horseman who first told me it was Brett, was the best person ever. She kept coming in and giving me updates. She told me they might airlift him to Albany (Medical Center) and I was sitting there having heart failure. She came back again and said that he was awake and because he was moving his arms and legs, they were going to take him in the ambulance. I couldn’t ride down in the ambulance, so she went with Brett. They took him in right away. 

“At the track, they cut his colours off and draped him in white blankets, so there was a lot of rumors and panic going around. The blood in the ears was terrifying. It wouldn’t stop bleeding. They said he had a brain bleed. With all this going on, but because Mark (Beckwith, Brett's father) was so bad, I was surprisingly the calm one. I was just in shock. I’m not good with stuff like that, but I knew he couldn’t have two parents losing their minds.”

Melissa stayed by Brett’s side through all of it. She stayed at the hospital until late at night and arrived back early in the morning to see the doctors each day. 

“It was the worst day of my life. I’m thankful I had a lot of good friends there to support me,” Melissa said.

Amanda Benson served as a relay between the EMTs and Melissa, running back and forth and keeping her up to date as information became available. She also volunteered to take the ambulance ride with Brett as Melissa couldn’t stomach the ride, and she accompanied Melissa to a few of Brett’s appointments and jaw surgery. Though she doesn’t have experience in emergency medicine, she credits her ability to handle the situation with growing up on a farm as well as working with kids as a teacher.

“I’ve learned to compartmentalize my emotions and focus on what needs to be done in that moment,” Benson said. “In Brett’s situation, it was keeping Melissa as calm as I could and being there to advocate for Brett as much as I could. Was I extremely nervous? Yes, but I knew staying calm and focused was what I needed to do in that moment.”

Brett’s father, trainer and driver Mark Beckwith, was not at the track that day. Earlier that day, he had Melissa bring him to the hospital because he was feeling sick. And if you know Mark Beckwith or any horseman for that matter, to request a visit to the hospital meant it must be serious. In the midst of an electrocardiogram on his heart, Mark saw the accident happen on his phone and called Melissa. A man’s voice, the owner of which is still unknown to Mark, came across the other line and said that Brett had been in an accident and was unconscious. 

Mark, a lifelong horseman and driver himself, is unfortunately familiar with accidents, even witnessing live the fatal accident that claimed the life of Ken Heeney. He asked the man on the line if Brett was alright. The man replied that he didn’t know. Mark’s heart raced. Now, it seemed serious. He then asked, "Is my son dead?" The man gave the same response — he didn’t know. He explained that they couldn’t get close, that there was blood coming from his ears and face, and that a helicopter was being called. Within a second, Mark had ripped all of the EKG wires off of himself and rushed to get out of the hospital. The staff informed him that he would need to get a ride because of his blood pressure, so he stood out by the curb waiting.

“They were running tests on my heart and after seeing it on my phone, I called Melissa," Mark said. "She was so hysterical, she couldn’t talk. She handed her phone to a guy that I don’t know who it was. I didn’t think it was anything serious because I’ve seen it happen a thousand times. You’re not in the race at that time; you’re not going full speed at that point. I set off the alarms in the hospital. I was distraught. All I could think about was Hunter Myers (who died after a racing accident in 2025).”

When Mark finally arrived at Albany Medical Center, he was met with a sight that he said he won’t be able to forget. His son was in the hospital bed, all banged up and bloodied. Brett looked up at Mark with tears in his eyes and asked him, “Am I going to die, dad?” The question struck Mark to his heart and caused him to break down even more than he already had.

“He was a mess in the hospital. I was a mess. I couldn’t keep it together,” Mark said. “There were so many noises in the trauma unit. The guy beside him had died, so that had us freaking out even more. For the first hour, he wouldn’t even take pain medication because he was afraid to close his eyes. He kept thinking of Hunter Myers. It was fresh in his mind.”

With the uncertainty of Brett’s condition and prognosis, Mark got down on his knees at Brett’s bedside to talk to God. A competitive horseman with a drive to win, Mark wished to never win a race again if it meant his son would be saved.

“The thing about driving is that so much of it is nothing but luck. Unfortunately, Brett didn’t have any that day,” Mark said.

Dawn Buzanowski, a friend of the Beckwiths, was one of my first calls while walking down the stretch towards the scene of the accident, and she was the one to get Brett’s parents to him at the hospital. She rushed to pick up Melissa, then to the hospital to get Mark. Finally, the three of them headed on a dreadful half-hour journey to Albany and the trauma center where Brett was. 

“It was the fear of the unknown,” Buzanowski said. “Even though we were getting updates from Amanda [Benson], it was still fear. There was the trauma of the ear and head, the blood coming from the ear, him being knocked out. Hearing about accidents and it being still fresh about Hunter Myers, it was just all running through our heads and minds. I’ve lived here my whole life and had been to Albany Med hundreds of times, but that day I couldn’t remember the way to get there. I needed a GPS.”

Like many others, Buzanowski didn’t know what to do or how to help her friends in the worst moment of their lives. She just kept driving while giving them some positive words of hope and then dropped them while she went to compose herself in the parking garage. Upon arriving, Amanda was the first in the room with Brett, and she walked out to motion Mark and Melissa to come in. At that time, Brett was awake and conscious. 

“My first waking moment was in the hospital," Brett Beckwith said. "I look around and there’s doctors and surgeons surrounding me and I don’t see any of my family. I think I’m in a bad dream. All of a sudden, I hear the doctor say, ‘Time of death is 2:45’. I jump up and think, 'What is going on?' The guy right next to me in the ICU died. Right there, I said, ‘Wow, this is how this is going to be.'

“For the next few hours, I kept wondering if I was going to wake up from a bad dream because I don’t remember anything or how I ended up here. Once I finally got settled down and realized I got hurt, they told me I broke my jaw and needed to wire that shut. They said that my wrist needed surgery, the same one I hurt before. I was hurting so bad it didn’t come to mind how I would be missing racing for quite some time.”

Brett stayed in the hospital for a few nights. Following his wrist surgery, he was released, and he waited for his jaw to be wired shut a few days later. Fortunately, the wires would stay on for two weeks instead of four, but those were two of the longest weeks for Brett.

He stayed home for the most part. At first, he spent most of the time asleep. Once he no longer needed painkillers, he would take walks around his neighborhood to start moving again. Around the clock, from the time he was released to the time he got the wires off, Melissa stayed on the couch near Brett in case he needed her. She was armed with a pair of wire cutters from the surgeon in case he felt nauseous and the wires needed to be cut in an emergency. 

Nearing the time for the wires to come off, Brett ventured back to the track. At first, he stayed in the employee parking lot and watched the races from his car with Melissa. Then, he snuck upstairs to an old, abandoned part of the paddock to watch alone. With talking being a struggle, he did his best to avoid a rush of a crowd at the time. 

Once the two weeks were up, the wires were removed and he was upgraded to rubber bands. Still, he was on a liquid-only diet.

“The downfall of the liquid diet and having to deal with my wrist all at once was tough, plus I was still dealing with the pain,” Brett said. “You come up with some crazy concoctions of stuff to try in the blender, but oddly enough, my go-to was blended mashed potato with Wendy’s chili. Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.”

Over the course of the liquid diet, Brett lost 14 pounds, most of that muscle, he recounts. 

“It’s mentally tough to go from driving 80 horses a week in four states, sometimes twice a day, to being bedridden," he said. "It’s not exactly the physical injury as it is the burden of not being able to do what you love.”

One of the toughest challenges since April 12 has been the mental obstacle with dealing with the pain, the inability to drive, the fear of falling behind and the setbacks. 

“I had bad setback after setback," Brett said. "At first, I wanted to be angry, but I started to realize how blessed I am to still be alive and that we worry and stress about the wrong things in life. I watched the clip back and I’ve never seen someone hit their head as hard as I did other than unfortunately Hunter’s accident. So instead of complaining about the setbacks, I realized it’s going to all be okay and that it’s something small in the grand scheme of everything. 

“The only true mental struggle is seeing horses you drive or trainers you drive for winning and trying to not feel sorry for yourself or that you’ll be forgotten. But I realized I’ve made a decent enough name for myself and the people that want to use me will use me when I’m back.”

Myers was fresh on the minds of everyone at Saratoga that day upon seeing Brett’s condition and Myers’ accident having happened just over a year ago. When stories of Myers were being shared following his death, it was hard not to compare him and Brett with their similar rising-star driving abilities, outgoing and youthful personalities and love for life.

In that same way that the industry came together for Hunter Myers and in countless times before and since, it came together for Brett and his family. Within hours, the family was flooded with phone calls, messages, and posts of support. 

“Literally within the first 24 hours, I got 147 texts — people that I hadn’t heard from since my Rosecroft days reached out, people that I’ve never met that knew Brett," Mark Beckwith said. "The support and the love that we received as a family was incredible. The people that reached out — it meant a lot to me, and I know it meant a lot to Melissa as well."

“It was crazy. There were so many messages and calls from so many people," Melissa said. "There were so many people that broke their jaw that we had no idea about. People sent care packages and things. I never went to the hospital alone, either, as Dawn, Amanda, and Lynne Mattison were by my side at all times. Trevor McCarthy, Gary Levine, Aaron Byron and Jacob Cutting each came by the house regularly to visit, and it was honestly such a big help because it passed the time for him and took his mind off his pain for a bit. It’s amazing to know that he’s so well-loved and makes me emotional because everyone loves my kid."

While the Beckwiths refused monetary donations, they agreed to allow horsemen, fans and supporters to buy a custom t-shirt to represent Brett’s name. The design, a picture of Brett driving one of his own horses, Platinum As, with the words “Beckwith Strong” proudly displayed across the top, was hand-drawn by me. In lieu of donations to the Beckwith family, it was in agreement that all money raised would go to Brett’s chosen charity, New Vocations.

“This accident made me realize how many people truly care about me, which made me so much more grateful," Brett Beckwith said. "It would be hard to name everybody, and I tried to answer them all back and I truly appreciate everyone who did, but the people who reached out the most and really were there for me to talk were Yannick Gingras, Aaron Merriman, Marc Reynolds, Joe Bongiorno and John Rallis. Per Engblom was also really there for me and told me not to worry about the drives right now. He also helped get me tickets and whatnot for the Elitloppet at the end of May.”

And so, at the end of May, Brett took a vacation, his first opportunity to do so, to Sweden to watch the Elitloppet. While overseas, he had the opportunity to join the broadcast and participate. Since the accident, he has also participated in The Meadowlands broadcast and joined in on some fun in the Saratoga paddock as an interviewer and photographer.

“It’s truly amazing our industry can go from such a competitive nature to when one of our own are hurt, they all come together as one,” Brett said.

In order to get back into shape for driving, he quickly returned to the gym, where he started out on the stationary bike and treadmill for cardio. He added in swimming and strength training in addition to physical therapy to build up his strength in his wrist. At the start of June, he returned to jogging and training.

“My first day back jogging felt great. Going that speed training again made me realize how much I missed it. The wrist felt good, so all systems are go,” Brett said.

On Thursday, June 11, exactly 60 days since his accident, Brett returned to driving at The Meadowlands with mounts in 13 races.

“The Meadowlands is my favourite track and feels like home to me,” Brett said on choosing Thursday as his return. “Thursday is a day when not many of the top fellas go, so it’s not a bad time to let people know I’m back.”

In his second start of the night, Brett Beckwith got his first win since the accident as he drove Andrew Harris’ American Story, winning with a front-end trip in 1:52. En route to the winner’s circle, under the big lights at The Big M and to the sound of his winner’s circle song Who Let The Dogs Out, Brett could be seen wiping tears from his eyes on an emotional ride back to get his picture taken. 

“The win meant so much. It was more emotional and just a relief than it was happiness,” Brett said.

Following that Thursday return, Brett has mounts in four races on the big Friday card at The Meadowlands, including a drive in a $225,000 USD New Jersey Sire Stakes final for Per Engblom. On Saturday, he ventures back to Pocono Downs, then Sunday at Saratoga before continuing where he left off with his regular schedule of Plainridge Park, The Meadowlands, Pocono, and Saratoga. 

Going back to April 12, Brett’s last drive on the track – the start before that near-fatal accident in the sixth race – was a winning one with his mother’s trainee, Cervi. On the way back to the paddock from the winner’s circle, Brett could be seen doing his usual ritual: making the sign of the cross. Though he doesn’t consider himself to be especially religious, he says he adapted the ritual from his dad, who did a similar thing.

“I’ve strived to be more like him my whole life, so I think I’ve naturally adapted that,” Brett said. 

One race before his accident. Within a fraction of a second. 

“I’m a super big advocate of believing everything happens for a reason and that God has a plan for everyone. You just have to trust Him and keep on doing what you’re doing,” Brett said. 

“My accident changed me in a different way," Brett said. "I used to take it home with me for a bit, pout, and be upset with myself for not winning. I was never mad at other people, but I just always put pressure and burden on myself to produce results. Now I realized there’s more important things to worry about and put my mind towards than a ‘bad’ day racing."

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