Well, lets just say that we had reasonable expectations and we succeeded in our number 1 goal. Everyone on the team got to drive...
Here I am getting into the car. That suit is so damn hot. It was unbelievable. Yes, I am climbing in through the passenger side window. Believe it or not, that was much easier. The gap between the wheel, the seat and the roll bar is small that I cannot get my fat thighs in or out. Next year, we are going to make a removeable steering wheel...
Here is the tow truck pushing our car off the track and back to our pit. Unfortunately, this was not a rare occurance. We would stand by the big hairpin corner, not far from our pit. You can tell by the other cars on the track roughly when to expect your own. Car should be here any time... oh, there it is. And repeat. Until you start thinking, it really ought to be here now.... it REALLY ought to be here now! And then the tow truck comes racing by, out of pit row and out on to the track. D'oh!!!
Here I am under the car fixing the alternator. That was one of the simpler problems.. We probably got pushed off the track 3 or 4 times.
The final incident had our last driver behind the wheel. He heard a number of pops, like fire crackers. That is NOT good at all. I checked the temp on the car after he was pushed back to us, it was still overheated and in the red. That is not good either. Certainly not his fault though. The guages ended up in a position where the temp guage could not really be seen.We could not get it to restart. But we had had that problem all afternoon between alternator and battery problems. So we pulled a plug and tried to start the car. Everyone within 10 feet got wet... the car was shooting water out of the engine block. That is pretty well dead... the general opinion of the assembled crowd was that we had blown our head gasket. Joe and I (and a random collection of drunks who stopped to "help") worked on the car until close to 10pm. We wanted to strip it all the way down to the head gasket to see if that was the problem. Instead, we bent the hell out of our engine pulley. Whoops. Oh well, time to give up... Below you can see Joe and one of the volunteers trying to get that pulley off.






















