Saturday morning dawns bright and fair. There's some rain in the forecast but for now it's the least of our worries. I get to the track at about 7:30, well in time for driver's meeting. Our other drivers are nowhere to be found. With about five minutes to spare they roll in and we are able to just make drivers meeting at 8.
That's a lot of drivers.
After driver's meeting we are basically waiting for Jay to save us. We talk to the organizer and they are fine with us missing qualifying, we are already class C and unless our car proves to suddenly be really fast and reliable during the race, we won't be reclassified.
We sit through qualifying but the good news is that the car in the junkyard still has both front hubs. Jay has a fun time freeing the tie rods but is ultimately successful. I enjoy some of the race, turns out I have a really nice view.
The junkyard opened at 8 and by 11 the car was back together. I know by the timestamp on this photo:
It's alive!!
Since I had the only time in the car the day before, it was very important to me that everyone else had at least one stint. Everyone else did a short stint, nobody bent the car or had contact, the hubs were holding up well and then... it broke again! Ian pitted with the car stuck in gear. I was pretty certain I wasn't going to get to drive the car with a transponder on it. I went and sat in the stands for a bit and watched cars go by. When I came back to the pits they had fixed it, a cotter pin had gone missing and allowed the linkage to come apart.
I put in a fairly quick stint and got out of the car. I was trying to strike a balance between making up a bunch of laps and pushing too hard and breaking the car. I did feel a little bit of vibration from the front right in a long left sweeper (after turn 3) during the 2:11 lap. I don't trust that old hub on that side.
It started to rain but we were doing great. Kept moving up places while we kept putting in laps. A lot of laps were done under safety car which helped us get in laps while our drivers learned the track.
We got through almost a complete rotation of drivers before... it broke in more permanent manner. It's stuck in gear again, but the linkage is fine, we have to pull the gearbox. Without a spare gearbox we were done for the weekend.
On the one hand, I'm sad that I didn't get a chance to move us into the 50s with a last stint in the car. On the other hand, I can't believe that we did this well. We ended up 64th overall with a car that had no business really being on track at all. We didn't bend the car, we avoided contact with a really messy, full field of people with very different levels of experience, filled with much, much faster cars, and everyone seemed to love the car.
Oh and none of us have any wheel to wheel experience. So there's that.
I'm hoping we can beef up the car for the next event and actually be running at the checkered flag. Compared to what we've achieved so far, it doesn't seem like that much of a reach. Our team might suffer from analyis paralysis, but I'm really impressed at our ability to solve problems on the fly.
So, yeah. It was good. All I can think about is doing it again.