Saturday's qualifying was one of the strangest in my facing history. It included two full red flags in one session. In the end, Robert was on pole and I had secured second on the grid. At the start, I tried to lot into line quickly, but Damion muscled through. We raced for a couple of laps before going full course yellow due to a porsche that was parked at the end of the front straight away. The restart was exciting... while had second for a short period of time, a mistake in turn five relegated me to third:
Sunday's race was a hoot. After deciding to pair up with Damion for qualifying, we ended up with an eight car spec E30 train at the back of the grid with leading the way followed by Damion and Robert. In the end, Walsh took the pole, clearing the rest of us by a half second. I found out being the head of the train isn't good as both Damion and Robert outqualified me putting me in fourth.
The race ended up being 36 1/2 minutes flag to flag for me, and it was grueling. After the start we pretty much tried to get in line and pull away from the pack, the only problem is the top five as able to do just that so there was never time to breath. Walsh took the lead, but Damion got by a few laps later. About 8 minutes in, I was able to get by Walsh taking advantage of lap traffic. The next twenty minutes was an exercise in tire and traffic management simply trying to keep going around fast enough to stay ahead of the guys behind you. About 28 minutes in, I hesitate when a black flag gets thrown in my direction (for another car) while a white flag is already out, and Walsh jumps back by. I had the best view of the turn 1 shenanigans between the thunder roadsters... its ~35 minutes in. Here is the race:
Here is the last lap mayhem:
Saturday's Race from Chuck's Perspective:
Saturday's Race from Lako's perspective:
Photos w/ Flat George:
Location:Roebling Road
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