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Kevin Harvey needed a beatdown – all this talk about new stuff on his track car was making it tedious on any social media. The November NASE-SE event at CMP was going to be the location. Even though it has a been a lean, lean track year with work, family commitments, troubleshooting my track cars, other car projects, and a few rampant illnesses falling on track weekends I was thinking November would be different. This time it had to be different since my track car would be ready, but it wasn’t. I have made it to several events this year to instruct, or work as a director, but not with a car to drive and November looked like a repeat.

 

Most of my "car time" has been absorbed getting my 1988 Porsche 944S from garage art to road warrior again (tip for working with "German Engineering", just treat it like a '54 Chevy with cutoff wheels, cheater bars and torches as needed). It only took me from Fathers day in June to November 1 to get it mobile.

 

I was still looking forward to hanging out with friends at the track. I loaded up the Suburban with my track stuff and headed to CMP. As in most things, timing is everything and mine was off as I managed to hit Columbia at 4PM, on a Friday. It was compounded with rain so heavy I was expecting to bump into the Ark. Lucky for me I did not bump into anything and no one bumped into me. Sign in at CMP was painless and I picked a very nice spot, in Spec E30 country, to park. It was a very wet evening and night in the paddock.

 

Saturday started out with an RV trying to kill me. It ambushed me before breakfast and before caffeine. It took me down and tried to gut me sensing my weakness and distraction. A shirt, and my dignity, was sacrificed in the engagement. Luckily, it only delivered flesh wounds and declared a truce. Wet shoes, wet thresholds and RV doors demand respect.

 

Saturday was a beautiful day but it took till about noon to dry out and rubber in the track. Amazingly the Thunder and Lightning racers did not oil down the track, blind hogs and acorns comes to mind. The Time Trial racers were playing nice and running clean. Though in all 4 sessions John Haff (TTE Miata) managed to spin or run off the track in every single session. He was making old guys look bad. I guess Kim Reed saw my pain in watching Kevin bask in his glory and John in his shame so he offered up his TT3 C5 Z06 for me to drive in the last session of the day. He even put on decent R6 tires and ran it in DE to get tire pressures tuned to the track.

 

Since it had not been in a TT session all day I worked my way into an empty grid spot (15th). It was good to get a warm up lap and it didn’t hurt they BMW in front didn’t point me by on the first green lap since it let muscle memory of the track to set in and the tires to warm up. Then it was on. I have not driven a Perkins/Nunnally prepped car in anger before. All I can say is they can set up a car and a light car makes it too easy. I was working my way through the field and traffic was not really hammering my lap times too badly. I hope I did not blow any laps for the guys I passed (a lot of them). The track was excellent by then and if I did not hamfist the tires they stuck like crazy. I was carrying stupid speed in all the right places so I knew the laps were very good, excellent even. I had driven a few cars with the 5.5 Quartermaster clutch and all I can say is, wow, just wow. The oil temps were around 270 and water was in 230 range. I hammered down the straight just past the checkered flag when the upper radiator blew off the engine. I did not spin or even slide much so the water mostly missed my tires and I was able to exit track right immediately and exit the track very quickly. All the time “borrowed car” was running through my pea brain. I must admit I used garage and fishing words. Post mortem examination showed no damage to the engine and I was very relieved.

 

My iphone app showed me really, really good news so I went to T&S to sort the days TT results and see how they showed it. Then I found out it was hitting erratically and I had no official time. I asked why I never saw a “no transponder” sign and they sheepishly admitted it was nap time in the tower. I had to leave Saturday night, right after the Balls and Breasts event - NASA-SE knows how to throw a party, since I had to get ready for a work trip to New Mexico early Monday.

 

So Kevin lucked out, this time…

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You call me out on a public forum???? Sure are feeling froggy. Let me see if I can read through the rambling you call creative writing....

 

Kevin Harvey needed a beatdown – all this talk about new stuff on his track car [was making me very jealous]. The November NASE-SE event at CMP was going to be the location [for me to sit around and talk about how fast I used to be]. .......................... This time it had to be different since my track car would be ready, but it wasn’t. [because I keep dragging home rust bucket projects instead of racecar parts]..........................................

 

Most of my "car time" has been absorbed getting my 1988 Porsche 944S from garage art to road warrior again (tip for working with "German Engineering", just treat it like a '54 Chevy with cutoff wheels, cheater bars and torches as needed) [when all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail]. It only took me from Fathers day in June to November 1 to get it mobile. [because I have car ADD and I started at least four other projects at the same time]

 

[blah blah blah, I got wet, blah blah, I like e30s]

 

Saturday started out with an RV trying to kill me. It ambushed me before breakfast and before caffeine. It took me down and tried to gut me sensing my weakness and distraction. A shirt, and my dignity, was sacrificed in the engagement. Luckily, it only delivered flesh wounds and declared a truce. Wet shoes, wet thresholds and RV doors demand respect. [and Kim needs to install a lift gate for the old people that freeload a bed and meals]

 

................blah blah blah..........was making old guys look bad. I guess Kim Reed [wanted to watch me lose to] Kevin .......so he offered up his TT3 C5 Z06 for me to drive in the last session of the day. He even put on decent R6 tires and ran it in DE to get tire pressures tuned to the track.

 

Since it had not been in a TT session all day I worked my way into an empty grid spot (15th). It was good to get a warm up lap and it didn’t hurt they BMW in front didn’t point me by on the first green lap since it let muscle memory of the track to set in and the tires to warm up. Then it was on. I have not driven a Perkins/Nunnally prepped car in anger before. All I can say is they can set up a car and a light car makes it too easy. I was working my way through the field and traffic was not really hammering my lap times too badly. I hope I did not blow any laps for the guys I passed (a lot of them). The track was excellent by then and if I did not hamfist the tires they stuck like crazy. I was carrying stupid speed in all the right places so I knew the laps were very good, excellent even. I had driven a few cars with the 5.5 Quartermaster clutch and all I can say is, wow, just wow. The oil temps were around 270 and water was in 230 range. I hammered down the straight just past the checkered flag when the upper radiator blew off the engine. I did not spin or even slide much so the water mostly missed my tires and I was able to exit track right immediately and exit the track very quickly. All the time “borrowed car” was running through my pea brain. I must admit I used garage and fishing words. Post mortem examination showed no damage to the engine and I was very relieved.

 

My iphone app showed me really, really good news so I went to T&S to sort the days TT results and see how they showed it. blah blah blah excuse excuse .... I had to leave Saturday night [because I am quick to cut my losses and run home to work on another Toyota Tercel or maybe a Gremlin]......

 

So Kevin lucked out, this time…

 

 

All I have to say is that just because you can blow past a few TTF cars, it doesn't mean that you are on a RECORD running lap. That is no different than being King of Green in DE1. And as for your iPhone telling you something, you have to turn it on and off at the S/F line. Not after T1 and before T14. The day you beat me is the day I drive your heap over to the scales AND I haul it to the local dyno.

 

See ya in December, Old Man! I hear one of your generation may be hanging up the racing wheel after this weekend. Might be time for you to let Berit put you out to pasture with her horses.!!!

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You mean after I beat you again? Check those memory banks...I know anything past yesterday is difficult for you.

 

hah - I was gridded with the TTE cars!

 

Actually, I only tear one car apart at a time. I do haul home more then that though! I know my limitations, a man should know his limitations.

 

Having driven some of the aero C5 cars I already know the result of me bringing my old school car to Road Atlanta.

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Heck, bring a set of tires and you can run mine. I'll even turn off my transponder so we know it is yours that set the slower lap time.

 

One of the many reasons I love the Mafia! All my tires are17".

 

And I have my own transponder...

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Sorry my transponder did not work. I rewired it the next day and it worked fine. Glad you like my car it's almost like you on the arrive and drive program.

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It's been too long since we've seen one of your articles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Even longer since we've seen one of your cars.

 

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It is always about the fine print...

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Sorry my transponder did not work. I rewired it the next day and it worked fine. Glad you like my car it's almost like you on the arrive and drive program.

 

And I really appreciated it! I suspect KH sabotaged it....

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Heck, bring a set of tires and you can run mine. I'll even turn off my transponder so we know it is yours that set the slower lap time.

 

One of the many reasons I love the Mafia! All my tires are17".

 

And I have my own transponder...

 

 

Sorry, big-boy brakes are on this car. Adults 18 and over only, honcho.

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Sorry my transponder did not work. I rewired it the next day and it worked fine. Glad you like my car it's almost like you on the arrive and drive program.

 

And I really appreciated it! I suspect KH sabotaged it....

 

 

You'll never know....

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Sorry my transponder did not work. I rewired it the next day and it worked fine. Glad you like my car it's almost like you on the arrive and drive program.

 

And I really appreciated it! I suspect KH sabotaged it....

 

 

You'll never know....

 

I know who is SOL on getting any tire forms signed.....

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