We enjoyed SOVERN last year with our friends, the Kelly's from Snoqualmie.
And of course we met you toiling over the front wing of your TR3, for the
We have been running a camera for much of the last 7 years and find it
entertaining, especially during the winter.
I fabricated a platform bracket with a "windshield" in front of it. Borrowed
the design from Bill Ames. Supports the fragile camera base nicely and the
Lexan protects the lens. It also appears to reduce the wind noise
See you in the South Paddock at BRIC.
From: Bill Babcock[SMTP:BillB@bnj.com]
Sent: Monday, July 06, 1998 2:59 PM
A little race report. Took the TR3 up to the Sovern fourth of July
at Seattle International Raceway. Had a blast. My wife gave me a
camera and mount as a raceday present, and it really added to the
enjoyment --I've watched the two races at least five times now.
The TR was running very nicely, though I was getting badly
down the straight by just about everything. I was on 70 series comp
because I expected to run in group 1, and instead got stuck in with
group 2 historic cars--a 30 car grid which included a Devin SS (with
mongo V8), a Porsche cooper (the infamous Pooper), a lister jag, one
the Old Yallers, two TestaRossas, a 500 Mondial, the Monsterati,
very fast Porsches and Healy 3000s, a 59 corvette fuelie, and yours
truly, trembling. If I'd only had those 60 series tires...
In the first race I got into a heated battle for 15th place between
Healy, the Ferrari Mondial, and yrs trly. I got by them both but
Ferrari repassed me in the last lap. I could have gotten back by,
chickened out--something about rubbing my $10,000 car up against a
In the second race, I tucked in behind the two testas and the
the mondial spun in the second lap, right on my nose. Got by without
transferring any red paint, and chased the TRs. They disappeared
the straight and reappeared in the corners--something about drum
and cars worth the national debt of Chile. I had the loony guy in a
cheap car with disk brakes factor on my side, and actually managed
pass one and get to the door of the second in turn nine. Then we hit
straight and they disappeared again, but, dammit, I passed 'em,
briefly. Or one of 'em anyway. I'm giving myself a trophy.
Got it all on video tape too.
What fun. This has GOT to be illegal.
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