This was Formula None's third CMP and it was work getting there this year. Actually, it was CMP following the Rally to Hell with only two weekends after we got back that was the problem. I thought that I had started prepping for everything early enough this summer, but having to overhaul the VW Thing engine for the rally set me behind on prepping the Meatball, and then when I found a bunch of floorboard rot on it, I was way, way behind. But, we got the mandated new seat in for the race, even if we didn't get the car to the parade. Unfortunately, the lack of prep bit us on the track Saturday afternoon as the rear brakes got so thin, the outer pad wedged between the caliper and the rotor, overheating the fluid and making the brakes almost non-existant. We were prepared enough to have spares, however, so it only cost us about an hour. We also had a rumble start up on us Saturday morning that just kept getting worse. Probably the front left wheel bearing, which made the Kink interesting as the wheel got loaded up at speed. I don't think that any of the bearings have been touched since at least before the car was parked under a tree on the Mississippi Gulf coast 6+ years ago, and possibly since it left Sweden in '88, so it's past time for some attention.
On track, the car felt good, as did the new Kirkey 70 seat, and we enjoyed (most of) the close racing. I guess I'm less enamored of a certain red, white and blue clown shoe than most, after being punted with damage at Barber, and then having to take evasive action to avoid damage to the other side of the car after he plowed into a pack of cars at the hairpin after the Kink. To my eye, it looked like too many slower cars were having to make adjustments for his agressive positioning. Kind of the opposite of the Saturday morning driver meeting suggestions. Oh well, probably just one driver. Racing with the black/yellow Lemons police car on Sunday afternoon, on the other hand, was a hoot. Easily 15 laps of one of us chasing the other down, being nose to tail, or side by side. He had me on power, but I had him on braking and cornering. Sorry, (but not really) if some of my track positioning during braking with him behind me screwed up other people, but that car needed to stay behind me! I found out later that he was yelling into his radio, "I'm going to get that Saab! I'm going to get that Saab!" after I passed him, so I think the feeling was mutual. Had some good running with the radioactive Mustang, also, before they went off road at the Kink.
Anyway, tons o' fun. Couldn't partake of the bbq (parts run), but next year I think I'm going to bring a shrimp boil for it. Did, however, have dinner with Disco and the Death of a CRX team on the way out of town. Good people. Funny people! (Disco, we need to get together between races.) I hope we stayed adequately out of the way of you speedsters, and we'll see you at Barber (and maybe at the rumored rally east?), hopefully with more power and better handling!
Formula NoneBecause Saab Turbos have too much power
Inexplicably OC @ Humidi TT 2014