Sunday was pumping.. the previous day of events had been and gone, everyone had told everyone else their opinions on what happened with the Hunt Doorslammer and I was looking forward to some grudge racing and watching some more racing in all the classes (well maybe not all the classes)..
and I was looking forward to not being as worried or stressed as I was on Saturday.. aaaaaahhhh
which would you choose.. Oil billowing Corvettes do nothing for me, especially when I know it’s been crashed and blows more oil than exhaust.. but that F100 would provide solid runs for the punters to watch..
we got two grudge runs in and watched some great racing action on the Sunday.. one of my personal highlights was the pro-drill escort doing a massive wheelstand off the tree and still running a straight (ish) run to the line.. if he was on a Kawasaki or a Yamaha he would have been in third gear by the time the front came down.. I was really excited by it, the chopped roof made it look like it was higher at the front and he would have out wheelied the top street wheelie kings like Grimmer and Levien with this particular pass.. there seemed to be absolutely no traction issues to be had today..
we were called up at 11am to grudge race and I lined up alongside Mat C in his VL wagon
I managed a decent skid but promptly lit the red with the car launching on a -0.010 r/t.. Mat and I were side by side laughing and gesturing and Mat was moving over towards my lane and then he just took off and I hit the electrical gremlin head on and crossed the line doing a – you guessed it – 14.522 @ 97.66 mph..
in the lead up to the final rounds in Group1 we were called out for a final round of grudge racing around 1.00pm and I had a rematch with Doug, except this time he was in his Pop..
this time I laid down a strong burnout and despite the starter waving me forward madly I kept in it til I was near the line and let off into prestage.. I staged and brought the revs up to 1000rpm while Doug eased into stage in lane 2..
in a flash of red Doug left first and with a 0.021 r/t I left the line knowing his pop would be far ahead when we crossed the line but I kept the foot in it and we shifted smoothly but like all weekend we had to shift around 4,500rpm to keep it from hesitating into the next gear.. we ran a quicker 14.304 which at on time this season would have gotten me quite excited but with a miss and a splutter and an overrev then hesitating shift we had plenty of room for improvement.. 97.69 mph was also faster than the other passes of the weekend but down on our faster speeds at previous meets..
our racing weekend was over and it was time to pack up the pit and get the car ready to drive home.. that’s right, drive home..