what a bloody great day. lots of fun and some friendly competition -- friendly until i called britain my 'bitch' and asked trekkor 'who's your daddy?'. sorry guys.
great fast course (well into 4th gear for me!). more sun than i could apparently handle, but that's my fault...
it wasn't a trademark-914 course (hp was a definite advantage, as britain found out pushing his 1.7 as hard as it would go), but there were some FAST teeners out there -- quite a few in the top ten, i imagine.
randal lost his shifter on his second run. that made us want to barf
... that shit shouldn't happen on race day. crap-ass weld.
demick was there thrashing his new 2056. demick: i want a ride with you some time. i want to learn how you go so fast.
i'm happy with my performance today, but i'm going to stiffen things up for next season. add some rear 180s and stiffer torsion bars (the car dives under braking too much for my liking). and tires, which are overdue. as long as i'm stuck in Bp, my car might as well act like it. the major highlight for me was running my fastest time (37.9--) and screwing the pooch at the finish. took out like 4 cones. trekkor was the first person to point and laugh as i gave myself a much need self-reproach.
awesome time guys
nathan
attn: meredith and jenny: these events need estrogen, too.