It's a helluva start
Woo-hoo!
A couple of reasons for that out-burst of joy...I have completed probably one of the toughest course that I have ever taken (after algebra and physics 12), and racing season has started!
Friday, after the course was done and our brains had let out a sigh of relief, we as a class went out for beer and food. Needles to say, I was a little hung over Saturday morning.
And of course, Saturday morning, what was I doing? I was at the race track expecting to be playing pit crew for my buddy Marc's race car. As excited as I was to be back at the track, the nagging lousy feeling that the coffee was attempting to relieve made me a little glad to find out that Marc had been up all night trying to get the car race ready, and hadn't been successful yet. So, off to timing and scoring for the day to make sure that the racers received their race results. As it was, the sky opened up on us and we had a lovely spring DOWNPOUR on us. At that point, I was very glad to be indoors.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!!!!
I got to the track a bit on the early side, and set up timing. Marc arrived finally, looking a little haggard still from a day and a half of no sleep. But the car was ready!!! We got busy bleeding brakes, polishing the dust off the windows, applying racing stickers, etc. Qualifying time came, and off Marc went. And one lap later, in he came. After all the work done to the car over the winter, the work on the carb had caused the throttle to stick open. So after some hasty repairs, out he went again. Only to come back in again on the next lap. Same problem, but we got it working enough to go out and get in enough of a hot lap to give him a decent time for a decent position.
So, after qualifying, Marc played with the carb and managed to make things a lot better. When race time came, off he went and geez did that car sound sweet! But, on the third lap, there was smoke coming form the back of the car, and so I pulled him in to take a look. The rear seal on the transmission had let go and the bottom of the car was covered in hot oil. Race was over, that fast.
Racing over for us, we cleaned up, and then went over to the timing booth to watch the rest of the races.
All said and done, we had a fantastic weekend, just what I needed after such a busy month.
(There are photos up on Flickr)
A couple of reasons for that out-burst of joy...I have completed probably one of the toughest course that I have ever taken (after algebra and physics 12), and racing season has started!
Friday, after the course was done and our brains had let out a sigh of relief, we as a class went out for beer and food. Needles to say, I was a little hung over Saturday morning.
And of course, Saturday morning, what was I doing? I was at the race track expecting to be playing pit crew for my buddy Marc's race car. As excited as I was to be back at the track, the nagging lousy feeling that the coffee was attempting to relieve made me a little glad to find out that Marc had been up all night trying to get the car race ready, and hadn't been successful yet. So, off to timing and scoring for the day to make sure that the racers received their race results. As it was, the sky opened up on us and we had a lovely spring DOWNPOUR on us. At that point, I was very glad to be indoors.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!!!!
I got to the track a bit on the early side, and set up timing. Marc arrived finally, looking a little haggard still from a day and a half of no sleep. But the car was ready!!! We got busy bleeding brakes, polishing the dust off the windows, applying racing stickers, etc. Qualifying time came, and off Marc went. And one lap later, in he came. After all the work done to the car over the winter, the work on the carb had caused the throttle to stick open. So after some hasty repairs, out he went again. Only to come back in again on the next lap. Same problem, but we got it working enough to go out and get in enough of a hot lap to give him a decent time for a decent position.
So, after qualifying, Marc played with the carb and managed to make things a lot better. When race time came, off he went and geez did that car sound sweet! But, on the third lap, there was smoke coming form the back of the car, and so I pulled him in to take a look. The rear seal on the transmission had let go and the bottom of the car was covered in hot oil. Race was over, that fast.
Racing over for us, we cleaned up, and then went over to the timing booth to watch the rest of the races.
All said and done, we had a fantastic weekend, just what I needed after such a busy month.
(There are photos up on Flickr)
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