> The problem of predictability became worse when we
> all went to slicks in the late sixties. It is very difficult to drive
> competitively if you do not have a "feel" for when the car is going to
swap
> ends on you.
Long-time Tiger pilot Lou Anderson autocrossed a modified-class Griffith
here in Southern California during the late '80s/early'90s. Even though "a
twitchy handful to handle and keep pointed in the direction" puts it very
mildly, Lou and his daughter Donna were successful with the car at the
national level for a number of years. Towards the end though, he started
having trouble keeping the wheels on the car. He was running these real fat
racing slicks that were about half-a-yard wide and would break an axle or a
spindle at two out of three events. I remember always tossing some extra
two-by-fours in the back of the Cherokee to help prop Lou's car up on the
trailer after we dragged him off course.
I've never considered autocrossing to be a spectator sport, but whenever Lou
or Donna came to the line with that machine, EVERYBODY stopped and watched!
Ramon
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