Yeah, that's the ticket, Bob's weight. The course:
typical 3M. Lots of sweepers, some more than 180
degrees. No slaloms, worse luck. No real offset
gates either. Nuts. Bridget loves slaloms and
offsets. Bridget hates sustained sweepers. My
throw-it-with-trailing-throttle-then-catch-it-
with-power trick does not last long enough for a
sweeper and I get final understeer. I finished
my practice runs about 11:00 and schmoozed with the
gang. I was showing off the wood-rim wheel I got in
trade for my old beat-up stock wheel and a used SU fuel
pump. The G Stock (Met Council) gang was there except
for Har Holmes. Some of the guys said that with Har
absent, we had a shot at first place. No way, I said.
Dr. Bobwrench beat Jon Klapperick in the CRX Si last
week. But he isn't in our class, they said.
Hasty checks of their Met Council books confirmed what
I had told them. TR-4 and 4A are in FS, TR-250 and
TR-6 are in GS. Nobody knows why. It has probably
been years since anyone has autocrossed a TR-6
hereabouts, so I suppose it was just forgotten. Susie
showed up with the kids and we pitched the tarp for
some shade for lunch. The sun was breaking
through quite a bit by now, but the wind was gusting a
lot. I walked he course with various drivers. Pete
Jarosch tried to weasel the answers of this month's
RIGHT LINE trivia quiz, but britcar netters will
recall that I don't give out early answers. After
the driver's meeting at 1:00, I joined my gang at the
tarp. The only pylon we had to shag on our part of the
course was one Pete hit with his Pantera.
3M has room for marshaling lanes. We had 11 cars in
GS, so we had all of Lane 6. I put down what I thought
was a pretty good run that could use a little work.
Bob didn't disappoint me, lying first with 1:17.786.
I was next with a 1:19.829. Bill Kempe in his Civic
was right behind at 1:19.861. My cousin Sean's
Quantum Syncro turned a 1:22.049 with no one seriously
threatening him for 4th. Sean said he should have
brought his Sonnet. During the start of second runs,
the wind shredded what was left of our tarp.
We couldn't find one rope. Turned out to be 15 feet
up in a tree. Yes, it was windy! Sue said she had
enough of the wind and enough of the port-a-john. You
too? I asked. What the hell did we eat yesterday? I
helped pack Sue, the kids, and all their gear into the
K-car, along with the tire I got form John Zeller.
This one has cord showing. We have the only dock on
Roosevelt Lake equipped with Yokohama bumpers. It's
easy to cut holes in the tread on Yokos with a sabre
saw. I tried Micky XZX's once. You can't cut through
the belts with atomic weapons. Sean took the three
that did not yet show cord. I think they are
195-50-15. He wants to put them on the front of the
Sonett. These are 4.5" wheels. I think he is crazy.
end of part 2
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