We had a free Friday test day (sponsored by Bruce Foss of Hoosier Tires - Thanks, Bruce) and that turned out to be REALLY nice since so many people traveled long distances for their first visit to Roebling.  [A LOT of cars were wandering around trying to find the line and that test day probably saved a bunch of wrecks during the weekend :-).]  We wanted to try something in the suspension, so I went out for 3 laps in the first session to set a baseline, then another 3 laps in the second session.  Things seemed pretty good, so we parked it for the rest of the day and watched.  2 of the remaining sessions were wet, so it was just as well.  It was pretty cool to see all the old cars and reminisce about what FV *USED* to be like.  And see some of the OLD drivers (besides ME <g>).  There were a number of LEGENDS attending - including Ray Caldwell (one of the early developers of Formcars and Jan Brundage, the son of the late Hubert Brundage who commissioned the FIRST Formula Vee.  I'll be posting my pictures over on the FormulaVee.us website after I get a few things done around here.  It was also pretty nice not to have to listen to F5's or MAZDA's revving up their engines <g>.

We also decided to skip the first session on Saturday since it was a practice and not a qualifier.  No real reason to NOT go, but no need to get out there with so many cars, and so many not familiar with the track.  The "current FV" cars were broken into 3 groups - I was in the middle one.  In the afternoon, the skies started to look ominous. The first session went off without a hitch.  Rick Shields took the pole with newcomer youngster Billy Cooper right on his tail.  The skies continued to darken, but we went to the grid on slicks.  About 1 minute before the 5 minute warning was to be given, it started to sprinkle - then a bit harder.  I immediately headed back to my paddock spot and before I got halfway, the bottom dropped out.  I drove the car straight into the trailer as the wind threatened to rip the awnings off both the trailer and the RV.  Fortunately, the winds died down after a couple of minutes, but about that time, the LIGHTNING took over.  They shut down all the corner stations so the workers could seek shelter and the PA was turned off as well while we waited for the fireworks show to pass through.  While we waited, we swapped over to the rain tires. 

About 30 minutes later, the lightning had passed, but the rain remained pretty steady.  They called the workers back and us to the grid again and we entered a pretty wet track  - not a driving rain, but coming down steadily.  I told Linda to keep me advised as to who was fast ... and HOW fast they were.  About 3 laps into the session, the rain started to slack up and track conditions started to improve.  It was likely going to come down to the last (fast) car on his last lap for the pole.  Linda was timing several cars - the ones we thought would be the fastest.  Brad Stout quickly became my 'competition' for the pole.  We were both at least 2 seconds a lap faster than the next fastest car.  Stout was behind me, so I was 'dealing' with the fact that he would have a slightly drier track than I - I would HAVE to be GOOD today!  As the session wore on, I kept getting faster and faster (good) - catching more and more cars (bad).  The draft was useless, since you couldn't see the car ahead when you got close enough to feel the draft and it was too dangerous to be that close anyway.  Passing was a nightmare, since the car ahead generally had NO idea that anyone was behind them and the slow cars were ALL OVER the track - very difficult to pass - each time wondering whether the car would turn into me at the last second.  Linda was giving me lap times and I was staying comfortably ahead of Stout.  On one lap, I got stuck behind 3 slow cars for a full turn before I could get by and Stout nipped my time by a tenth.  On the next lap, I took another second and a half off my time and surged back into the lead (at least by Linda's clock <G>).  I'm sure my last lap would have been my fastest, except for the fact that I ran up on another car that was JUST fast enough to keep me from being able to pass him quickly - having to be beside anyone for any distance, was just not a good thing ... so we followed and lost about 4 seconds that lap.  Stout had a clear last lap and Linda timed him as "close".  When the times were posted, *WE* had the pole by about a half second. I had turned 2 good laps earlier when the track was wetter that were good enough.

Race 1 - (2 races were scheduled...)
Stout and I started on the front row, with some 20 cars behind us.  I think we were 2nd and 3rd going into T1 on the start - I was "ahead", but got passed at the last moment by Steve Oseth.  The next lap Stout took the lead and we seemed to already be down to a 5 or 6 car lead pack.  Donnie Isley and Gary Blanarik stayed in the hunt with Oseth, Stout and I.  I think each of the cars led at least once into T1.  Stout drove his usual race and I was forced to hit the grass or dodge him diving inside me several times.  That meant that I needed to be more conscious of where he was when behind me.  Just one more thing to worry about as the 15 laps ticked off.  Coming down to 2 laps to go and EVERYONE is trying to be in the "right" place.  I figured I could probably win from second coming onto the straight, but likely not from 3rd. On the NEXT to last lap, things just "worked out" that I got past everyone going into T1 (they probably LET me by ... to set me up for the last lap pass) - one more lap to go and I was dead meat - I led around to start the LAST lap and managed to hold off all but Oseth into T1.  Stout tried hard to put me in the grass again, but this time I wasn't going.  He followed in 3rd into T2.  I remembered his divebomb inside me at T4 earlier and so took a defensive line out of T3 - staying to the right of the track.  It would screw me up for T4, but was the only way to keep from being forced out of position ... or so I thought.  Next thing I see is Stout - 4 wheels in the grass beside me - this CAN'T be good.  He bounded around a bit, managed to "save" the car and come back onto the track in front of me.  To my great sorrow, he was unable to HOLD that and spun the car - causing Oseth to go WIDE to avoid contact.  I hit the brakes as lightly as I could and not t-bone Stout while bracing for the inevitable crash into me from behind.  Fortunately for me, Jeremy and Donnie also saw the incident developing and slowed as well - UNfortunately for Donnie, the *next* car back did NOT recognize the situation soon enough and plowed into Donnie, flatting his left rear tire and braking a suspension piece.  While all this was going on, I was able to get by cleanly and lead around to take the checker.  Jeremy Grenier had started last on the field and tried the last lap nip at the line only to come up about a half car length short.  The Racer's Wage had WON the first of its 2 scheduled races.

Following the race, I was called to the tech shed to see the Chief Steward .. only to find out that Mr. Stout had filed a protest against ME for 'something' related to T4 on the last lap.  I requested some blank witness report forms and went to a couple of the guys that were behind the incident.  I asked them if they would fill out "what they saw" - no suggestions of any kind on my part.  I only told them that Stout had filed a protest against me. (one of them LAUGHED at the fact that Stout would file against ME!).  Interestingly, at NO point was I ever actually informed of exactly WHAT his protest said - or exactly WHAT I was defending myself against.  I was only asked to give my version of what happened at T4 on the last lap.  After some deliberation on the part of the SOM's, the protest was thrown out.  At the next (VIR) race, I found that Stout had protested me for not leaving him "racing room" and that of the FIVE incident/witness reports that were filed, not ONE of them remotely supported Stout's view of the incident. 

The Brundage Cup Race:  Grid position was based on our fastest lap during the heat races.  I had taken the opportunity when it presented itself during the heat race to get a pretty good lap.  Jeremy started the heat last and made his way up to second and came up with fast lap in the process - I was second.  Nice to be starting on the front row :-).  I think Oseth got the drop again at the green and led into T1, then me and Jeremy with Stout next.  I should take this opportunity to compliment Jeremy - he and I got to T1 at the SAME time - he had the inside, but I was slightly ahead.  I turned in, leaving him racing room and he kept his car inside, leaving ME racing room.  We ended up going side by side through T1, T2, T3, and T4 before I was finally able to gain position on him into the left hander at T5 (shades of NASCAR <G>).  I couldn't actually SEE him MOST of that time (and I had no 'spotter')... but I could HEAR him and FEEL him - he wasn't in front of me and he wasn't in my rear view mirror ... that left only ONE place he could be  - BESIDE me ! :-).  Several people mentioned that to me later - most giving ME the credit, but it took BOTH of us to do it. On the next lap, Stout took the lead and I followed in 2nd, then Jeremy, then Oseth.  After that I just can't remember who led which laps - but I think EVERYONE in the lead pack did at one time or another. Oseth, me, Stout, Jeremy, and Womer -with lots more cars not far behind.  Stout pulled out some distance on me - I just couldn't seem to make the car go where I needed it to go.  Womer came by and took second, but was even slower than I in the turns.  This race was only 10 laps, so STAYING near the front was especially important!  Jeremy finally got by Ed and I with 2 laps to go, and I got back past Womer so stayed 3rd with Womer and Oseth close behind.  Jeremy took off after Stout and I wished him well in catching and passing him :-).  *LAST LAP* - I managed to hold off Oseth and Womer at T1 somehow, and I could see that Jeremy was now RIGHT behind Stout.  My car was sliding badly, but apparently others were having similar problems (found out later that OIL was on the track).  Oseth got inside me at T5 and took the position, but I held off Womer.  Oseth pulled me badly at T6 and opened up a pretty good gap, but I started to close coming through T7 so I scrunched down as low as I could (less wind resistance, you know) and plastered the PEDAL as hard as I could.  I was closing...closing... wasn't going to make it ... we come onto the front straight ... closing...- I glanced at my mirror - Womer was closing on me as well, but didn't think he could make it by me... closing...  Suddenly Womer pulls out to pass and Oseth moves right so Womer would have further to go.  When he did that, it opened up a small spot for me on his left and I went for it.  PRESS! PUSH! GO!  ....  YES!! I GOT HIM!!  I took 3rd by about 6 inches. Oseth held 4th and Womer was fifth.  When we got to impound, I was presented with another fantastic piece of info - Jeremy had beaten Stout to the line and won the Brundage Cup!  All in all, a pretty great race and weekend - despite the 'bad karma' and CRAP from Stout.

The tow home this trip deserves a heading all it's own... About 100 miles out of Roebling the front right tire on the trailer departed and crossed the median and oncoming traffic - thankfully missing anyone or anything of consequence.  What it left behind was real MISERY.  A fellow "tow'er"stopped behind us to offer help, but there was really nothing he could do beyond tell me where the tire/wheel assembly went.  While it was still daylight, I crossed the interstate on foot and walked back to the expected location of the tire.  I was quite lucky to find it sitting there nicely waiting for me (though it was quite HOT!) - at least I didn't have to buy another wheel/tire.  The hub and axle end were completely destroyed - absolutely NO WAY I was going to use that axle or hub to get home. 

Pitiful looking end of the axle - you can see why it was unusable.

The brake assembly was FRIED. Shoes burned completely off!

The first order of business was to see if I could get Linda HOME while I dealt with the problem.  I called buddy Charlie Rogers who thankfully had stopped for dinner and was just about 12 miles behind us.  He lives only a few miles from us and was able to stop and give Linda a ride.  I disconnected, locked the trailer up as best I could and set off in search of anything I could find at 7P on Sunday night that might be useful. Needless to say, I found NOTHING - but I did pick up a few phone numbers.

I returned to the scene and figured I'd just sleep on the side of the road behind the trailer - to try to protect it from highway thieves.  Linda called me and talked me into calling a wrecker with a tilt bed and after a couple of tries I came up with one.  He also had a place to take me to, where I could leave the trailer if need be.  Getting off the side of the Interstate was quite a relief and I went to bed dreaming of how much worse it COULD have been.  BTW - the cause of all this, was inadequate maintenance.  I packed the wheel bearings just last year, but I guess the loads from the bumpy highways and the full weight of the trailer directly on the axle (no real "suspension") was just too much. The outer bearing dried out, heated up and proceeded to heat everything else up till it got into the inner bearing and it pretty much burned up EVERYTHING.  It was also apparent from the damage that the hub had run 'some' miles with no bearings left - what a MESS!

I spent the entire next day trying to locate an axle anywhere in mid GA, or someone in Atlanta who was available to go to my house and bring down my spare axle from home.  No luck! Then I tried to borrow a friend's trailer and drove 3 hours to pick it up - only to then find that it had a flat tire and no spare. Frustration loomed large.  I finally decided that the only logical thing was for me to drive all the way to Atlanta to see what I could find there.  I got home late and went to sleep, dreaming of plans for the next day. Tuesday morning, I called every trailer place in the area (my spare axle had been bent, so I didn't really want to use it), until someone finally suggested that Northern Tool might have what I needed.  I got on their internet site and found something that looked promising. I called and they actually had one in STOCK!  I drove over with a tape measure and checked it out.  It all looked right except that the spring shackles were in the wrong place.  I bought it and a hub set, took it all home, then ground off the original shackles and welded new ones in the right place for my trailer.  Then I loaded it all up in the motorhome (I need a NAME for that rig, don't I?) and took off for Dublin again.  I got there around 3:30P and the weather was decent enough.  C &C Towing had gotten my trailer off the flatbed and put it in a spot where I could work on it (thanks Casey!).  The ground was a bit soft and it took a while to get the trailer up on stands where I could work on it - I had to unload the car and ATV so that my jack could pick it up!  Once the trailer was in the air, things went about as well as I could hope for.  I had replaced an axle a couple of years ago and so was pretty familiar with the job.  It took me only about an hour to get it swapped.  Then I slipped on the new hubs and put the tires back on.  I decided that I should take a look at the hubs on the other axle to be sure, and found them nearly dry as well.  One of them was already swapping metal in the outer bearing and I would have never made it home on it.  I swapped the good side hub and bearing from the hosed axle, greased everything up with fresh lube and wrapped up the package.  By 5:30 I was done and by 6P I was headed toward I-16 again.  The trip home was uneventful - and the good news was that the repair I had done with the new axle was ready to go on to VIR the next day.

VIR (Virginia International Raceway)- April - A DOUBLE race this year
We left town about 6:30 in the evening to get outside of Atlanta during low traffic time.  We stopped at Rollin's shop and spent the night in his parking lot before heading on up on Thursday morn (the double was a Fri/Sat/Sun event). We got to VIR a little before noon and set up camp.  There were 3 vees there testing, so we alternated watching, working on my car (no maintenance since Roebling), and working on the trailer - a dust cap had fallen off during the trip and I had to FABRICATE a new one from a Vee cap I had in the trailer . 

Just before the last session, Dave Green, came over and asked if I'd like to take his car out for the last session.  Who, ME?  SURE!!  Always glad to drive most anything when the opportunity arises <VBG>.  It was pretty fun, I didn't crash, and it didn't cost me anything.  I turned some decent lap times on REALLY old tires and Dave was pleased to hear my report that his car seemed pretty good to me. Thanks, Dave!

We were the LAST race group, so we had plenty of time to get things ready on Friday morning - I studied tires and tried to plan out the sessions for the weekend. Our time came and I went out on what I thought were pretty decent tires (Sat Qualifying).  They seemed 'not so great' though.  Everything else seemed OK. Engine ... car in general.  I was able to pass anyone I ran with, and run down the pack of vees from a good ways back.  But the times were pretty slow.  I still managed to grab the pole time away from newcomer (another youngster) Derek Harding, visiting from California - he and his family had come for the 45th B'Day races and were hitting a couple of other tracks before heading home.  The second session (Sun Qualifying) was very similar.  I went about a second faster, but so did most everyone else.  I still got the pole, but second place was Ed Womer this time.  Only 2 sessions this day, so we were done and went down for a pretty good meal put on by the folks of NCR, the host region.

On Saturday morning, the skies were ominous.  Big, nasty looking clouds were rolling towards us and severe weather (with SEVENTY mph winds!) was passing JUST NW of the track.  The first 5 sessions went off without a hitch ... and then the storm came.  Another lightning show with momentary torrential rains followed by light rain and sprinkles, followed by more lightning. Again, they shut down the track and took an early lunch while we waited for the storms to pass.  After lunch, the worst of it seemed over and we started up again - with us out first (2nd Sat Qualifying).  I decided to pass on the session and wash the trailer in the rain instead.  No one was going to beat my time in the rain and I had just gotten the car all wet last weekend at Roebling - I don't mind driving in the rain, but I HATE having to clean the car up afterward <G>.  The trailer hadn't been washed in a WHILE, so it was good for it.  I drained some shower water from my RV holding tank (shower tank is separate from the 'BLACK' tank) and used it when the rain died down a bit.  I was almost done, when the last squall came through and gave my nice clean trailer a good rinse down.

The clouds hung around - looking nasty, but it stayed dry after the Group1 (wings 'n things) race.  They started with a bad mix of slicks/rains/intermediates and a track that was alternately WET, drying, getting wetter, drying, and finally almost DRY at the end.  Glad I wasn't in THAT race! LOTS of cars to pick up after thath one. Our time came and we took the green on a completely dry track.  Sherman got me going into T1 and we started 'at it'.  I passed on the back straight and TRIED to get away, but the tires just wouldn't stick in T1.  I had to slow SO MUCH that pretty much everyone was back on top of me coming out of the turn.  Womer led the next lap, then Sherman again, with Harding and Andrade right on our heels.  I led the next lap and Womer decided to stay behind me and see if we could break off a 'lead pack of 2'.  We were successful, and when we were adequately clear, Ed passed me and took the lead again.  I took it back when I saw the FF cars coming to lap us.  Sometimes it works out OK, sometimes you get HOSED by the lapping cars.  I wanted to be out front right then, so if anyone got hosed, it wasn't me <G>.  Ed did get somewhat hosed and I got away a bit ... however, with my tires sliding so badly (his weren't much better) he was able to inch back up to me.  He passed again, and the next lap I noticed that Andrade had run us down and joined the lead pack as well.  He, either was not able to pass or just decided not to - possibly waiting for the last lap (the NEXT lap).  On the last lap, I took the lead at the end of the back straight - confident that Ed couldn't pass me back before the finish line.  We came out of hog pen onto the front straight and I watched my mirrors.  Ed was still behind me.  Don't think he can catch me... He's closing ... nah - he can't do it... he's closing... nah.... he's closing... the line is just ahead ... one more check in the mirror... nah ... I've got it... PRESS - the line is ... HERE!  I've Wo....HEY, that's ED beside me pumping his fist!  WHY is he doing that??  Maybe I should pump MINE too!??  Anyway, I follow him around to impound and we get out to congratulate each other on a great race.  After a few minutes a volunteer comes over and confirms that ED won the race by 0.001 secs.  T & S said the MOV was about 2 inches ... or less.  CRAP!! AGAIN!  At least my margins of 'loss' are getting smaller and smaller. 10 car lengths at CMP, 6 inches at Roebling, a MILE at Atlanta (due to last lap crash - I won't count that!), and now TWO inches at VIR.  FOUR second place finishes in a row. I'm getting REALLY tired of this <G>.  But Ed drove a great race ... and SOMEONE has to be second.  Andrade finished 3rd (and had fast lap) with Engler, Harding and Green rounding out the finishers.  Schiff had spun off early on and ended up with a flat tire.  NCR put on another nice 'feed' for us that evening and Ed and Kathy came over so we could watch the video from his in-car camera - and Kathy could see the new floor in our RV (she wants (Ed) to do that to theirs <G>).

Ed was putting on 'new shoes' for the Sunday race, so I had no choice except to do the same.  The clouds were still hanging around, but not nearly as evil looking.  About 15 degrees cooler as well.  Our qualifier was only 15 minutes, but I didn't really want that much - I just needed a couple of laps to scrub my new tires - I took 3 to make sure and ended up with the pole over Ed - some THREE seconds faster than our race times on Saturday.

The first green flag attempt was waved off - not sure why. I had dropped the vees back a bit behind the last F5 since some of those guys are SO S L O W on their first 2 or 3 laps.  I wanted them GONE by the time we got to T1.  On the second attempt, I reluctantly closed up the gap a little bit and we got the green.  When we got to T1, my fears were realized as SEVERAL F5's were poking through the turn - I actually got past 2 of them, only to have them blast back past me before they SLAMMED on the brakes again for T4.  Again, I passed out the outside - only to have him blast back by so he could slow me down again at T5.  GET OUT OF MY WAY *&!#)!  I screamed in the helmet.  I have a good lead on Womer now, but the F5's are holding me up and he's gaining.  We get to the back straight.  SURELY they'll pull us enough to get out the way this time.... but NOooo.  Although he has 1/2 mile on me going INTO T12, I catch him before he's OUT of T12 and I'm held up again - T12, 13, 14.  I'm all over him, but can't get by - just losing time as Ed closes.  Front straight - F5 takes off again and I catch him coming out of T1 and have to FOLLOW him all the way to Oak Tree ... by now, Ed has caught me <sigh>.  Over the next few laps, the F5 S L O W L Y pulls away from us and FINALLY is out of our hair.  I can still see him (all the way to the checker), but he's far enough ahead that we can't draft him and he isn't slowing us in the turns.  Womer is the only one of the pack that's with me.  As we come out of T1, I can see a 3 car pack fighting for position going IN to T1.  Something must have happened to break them off.  For the next few laps, Ed and I swap the lead.  The tires seems to get worse each lap, but I can see that Ed is having the same problem.  We're easily clear of the rest and just fighting it out between us.  The lead FF and F5 cars come through without incident and the last lap approaches.  I replay the last lap of yesterday in my mind.  Should I pass Ed again at the end of the straight, or wait till the bottom of the hill and try to pull off the pass that Ed made yesterday.  I test a couple of times and it's 'iffy'.  I can PROBABLY do it, but as the last lap begins, I decide that he only won by 2 inches yesterday - I just have to drive 2 inches FASTER through the last turn this time.  I make the pass at the top of the hill and 'let it all hang out' in the hog pen turn leading onto the front straight.  I check my mirrors ... he's too far back to make it this time .... he's closing .. but he's too far back (sound familiar?)... I'm watching ... the line is coming .... he's closing.... the line is coming ... he can't catch me this time... he's closing.... the line is HERE!!!! WHERE'S ED?  Ahhhhhhhh!  He's STILL behind me!  FINALLY that first win has arrived.  Sherman rounds out impound.  A nice 'picture' trophy for the winner and a few more points 'in the bank'.  We are now leading the Division by a fair margin.  Every person who beat me except one has been from out of Division.

We finally get on the road to home at 6P - it's going to be a LONG trip.  I stopped briefly by Rollin's shop to drop off a motor and we rolled into the driveway a little after 2 am.  Another uneventful trip home.  Next up is Daytona - I have to get the Van out of mothballs. install a new transmission in it, and change the vee transmission - maybe the engine too - it's getting a little 'long in the tooth'.  More work to do <sigh>.

Daytona - May
After delivery of the transmission for the van was delayed twice, we decided to take the RV instead.  Just a little too dangerous taking off on an 800 mile trip, towing a big trailer on a new trannie - even if we had it (STILL not in yet!)  Using the RV meant we wouldn't be staying on the beach so.. if we wanted to GO to the beach (which we did) and didn't want to try to take the HUGE RV to the beach (which we didn't), we decided to rent a car during our brief stay there.  I found a really good last minute deal at Dollar and we actually SAVED $$$ considering the extra cost of diesel fuel, the slightly BETTER mileage of the RV over the van, and the considerably cheaper fees for the RV park vs the motel on the beach.  We might even go that way in the future, since the RV tows the trailer so much better than the van.  At any rate....

I had the front shocks rebuilt (after only FIVE years) and I'm told, they really needed it!  Changed the trannie to the long box and made a trip to Rollin's to pick up the newly rebuilt engine and got it installed.  On top of that, I decided to replace the 3500# axles under my trailer with 5200# axles!!   Yep - note those SIX lug wheels..  Yup, that's me - towin' down the road with my NEW FIFTY TWO HUNDRED POUND AXLES, UH HUH, UH HUH! (Freshly greased up too! <G>).  After all that, the tow was uneventful (thankfully!).  The cost of diesel fuel even dropped a couple of cents to help us out.  We arrived, picked up the rental car at the airport, then dropped the trailer and RV on the DIS grounds and headed for the beach.  We had a couple of hours before registration opened, so we might as well see what the ocean was up to. A few shades of red later, we were back at the track, got registered, moved the trailer inside and then headed for the campground.  Got set up and then downtown for a great dinner at Shells with fellow FV pilot Dave Green, down from NEW YORK to try to steal some of my points! :-).

The next morning, we got to the track in plenty of time (we were group 4) and I finished up some work on my new video camera installation. 

After the terrible luck I had with the Hero3, I decided to try something different.  We now have a Lyra (made by RCA) multi-media recorder that's a little larger than a pack of cigarettes (for those of you who remember what those used to look like) and it SEEMS really neat.  The camera part is a lipstick camera mounted away from the PVR (personal video recorder).  I McGuiver'd a mount  beside my helmet, but Linda and I both agree (meaning, I agree with HER!) that it really needs to be centered on the car.  I'll be working on that...  The bottom line is that 1) I got it working to my satisfaction 2). I'm still an idiot for not leaving enough room on the CF (compact flash) card to record the entire race - but I did get about 4 laps of 11 of ... mmm OK decent footage before the card got full.  It isn't a $10,000 professional network cam, but it's good enough to give you a pretty good idea of what's going on.

OK ..back to the racing.  I qualified on the pole by a pretty decent margin - enough that I was confident that it would hold up through the second qualifier ... so Linda and I loaded up and went back to the beach for Sat afternoon.  I figured, worst case, I'd drop one or possibly 2 spots - not enough to really worry about with the LONG straights at DIS.

We came in with some slight changes in mind for the camera for Sunday morn - I took care of that and then headed off to see what happened on the grid while I was away.  I ran across Steve Ira - working on his car - again - after having LF wheel bearing trouble the day before.  He assured me that THIS TIME, he really had it fixed!  We chatted a while, then I went on up to the tech area to check on the grid.  Hmmmmm.... those guys cut my margin in HALF! while I was 'beaching it'.  I better be careful!

RACE TIME- The Vees were last on the grid of *ALL* open wheel cars.  We would have Formula Atlantics closing on us by >40 MPH on the straights, FB's, FM's, FC's and FE's a bit less, then FF's and lastly F5's ... *ALL* significantly faster than us in a straight line.  It would be a BUSY morning!  With some 46 cars in our group, it seemed to take forEVER to get off the grid.  Then the pack was still strewn out all over the place as we came out of NASCAR 4 onto the front straight.  FINALLY they started to tighten up a bit (and left the Vees WAY back!) - I picked up the pace - trying to close the gap a little without going all out and while still keeping the Vee pack together.  I was ALMOST on the floor when the green finally came out.  As I crossed the start line, I could see Ira passing from his lowly LAST place grid position (he did qualify on about THREE wheels <g>) to take 2nd or 3rd - couldn't tell which.  I went into T1, watching more ahead of me than behind - it was UGLY up ahead.  Since we had been so far back, OUR group was pretty much OK.  Ahead we had FA/FC/FF/FE/FM/F5's all fighting for position.  I took it easy - ...left a little room ... just .. in ... case.. SUDDENLY, coming out of T1, I see tire smoke  - can't tell what's up yet... an FE goes around, an F5 dodges right.  Everyone around takes evasive action as I ease towards the incident.  The FE is trundling along BACKWARDS down the track - but holding it steady.  We get by clean, but then I see Dave Green beside me on the left (where the FE had been) - how he got by that FE is a mystery to me!  Coming out of the horseshoe, I close rapidly on Dave - it seems that he may have decided that he just MIGHT have passed under the yellow, so is letting me back by .. maybe the stewards will have pity on him <g>.  I take the gift and head down the short shoot in the infield.  As I come out of the right hander, I can see Green and Ira fighting for position behind me...  YEAH!!  keep it up guys :-).  I get a good clean line coming out onto the oval and even have an F5 close enough to grab a bit of a draft from.  I follow him to the chicane ... then NAIL the chicane - about as good as I've ever done it.  When I come out, I can see that I've gained a significant advantage over the rest of the Vees.  From there on, it was pretty much clear sailing.  I spent the VAST majority of my time watching my mirrors and listening to Linda warn me of FAST CLOSING traffic.  With the advantage I had over my class, it was a 'no brainer' to make sure I didn't get into the middle of anyone else's race - thereby taking a chance on getting CLOBBERED by someone not willing to lose an inch!  In one case, there was a pack of about 7 cars catching me going in to the chicane.  I elected to almost PARK it ... WAY down on the apron, to let them all by.  A pretty messy lap for me, but I had enough time in hand to do it .. the safe thing to do.  We cruised around to the win leaving the others to fight for 2nd place.  Ira "won" second, taking it from Green AFTER the 'start' line (where DAVE thought the race ended), but having position at the middle of T1 where the FINISH line has been for years <g>.  DAVE!  You gotta read those SUPPS !! <VBG> !!

The new engine is running great and hopefully, the 'other' one at Rollin's will be even better.  We earned a couple more tires and I understand that Goodyear should have a new tire for us to try in the next month or so.  Let's hope it's GOOD!!

Summit Point - May 17 (Out of division) - New date for this race this year - I'd like to go, but am going to have to skip it... Only SO MUCH $$ to go around and SO MUCH time to work on the car <g>.

Road Atlanta (#2) - June
Well - I FINALLY got some video of a race !!  My new camera/DVR has it's own share of problems, but at least I do get video to look at.  After the moderate success at Daytona, I moved the camera to the top of the roll bar to get a better view.    I need to remount the camera in some manner that reduces the vibrations.  This was first cut - maybe I can come up with a better mount soon - possibly mounting it on my helmet.

I've cut it down to JUST the race, but it's still a pretty big file (300+ MB) - if you have a fast connection and are really interested, you can download it from the following link (right click on it and choose 'SAVE Link As' or 'Save Target As'- save it somewhere (easy to delete later) on your HD and then go do something else for a while.  THEN you can come back a take a look.  For some reason the audio and video won't stay in sync (if you can tell me how to fix that, I'm all ears!) so you can't tell where I'm letting off the gas or getting back on it - but, trust me - it's where I SHOULD be doing those things <g>.  (The big key to whether the audio is ahead or behind is to watch my shifting hand.)
http://www.wedgeracing.com/video/atlanta_race_june08_short.avi
I have to say it's somewhat boring.  You can see Rob Poma (FC) going around me at the start - he started LAST after missing Saturday qualifying. The only Vee you get to see (besides the nose of mine) is Mike Leonard when he got the jump on me at the start.  I passed him on the back straight and you will see NO OTHER VEEs in front of me <VBG> - only the faster classes in our race group when they lap me.   The car ran and handled great all weekend.  The video will also probably make you sick if you watch the whole race - keep a sturdy bag handy <g>. 

Oh - and I WON.  Pole position (in class), fastest race lap and first place finish.   I have all second and first place finishes - and we can only count 6 and I've run 8 (one of which was non points and didn't count anyway), so I'm dropping 2nd's and replacing them with 1st's when I win - now up to 3 and 3.  Could be worse :-).

It was Atlanta, so not much about the tow ... except that the RV generator ruptured a radiator hose.  It shut itself down - hopefully before any permanent damage occurred.  I'll know more after I come up with a fix for the hose.

Heartland Park Topeka ? - June (Out of division)  - nope, not going.

Roebling Double National  - July  - Too busy to go this year

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