I wanted to tell this story to someone but wasn’t quite sure who would be the right audience. I though this group might have the most empathy.
I am at VIR this weekend. It’s a three day PCA event. The weather is a bit hot but it’s dry and no rain.
Anyway, I have a 5 point harness in Mr. Junky which I have been using it for more than two years. It does it’s job.
So, this afternoon, I go out for the last session of the day. The first lap goes without any problem and I am flying down (well, as fast as Mr. Junky can muster) the front straight.
Turn 1 is coming up and I pick my braking point and I squeeze the pedal hard. Now, here is where things get interesting.
Immediately, I have a shooting pain in my groin. I don’t know how but one of my balls got caught between the 5th harness and my body which is following the laws of physics and is moving forward as hard as it can under the braking g-force.
Now there are three independent forces all frantically working at once.
The force of self preservation is yelling out “Whatever you do, don’t lift that leg. Keep on pressing hard on that brake pedal.”
The force of primeval pain center somewhere deep in my brain is pulling down all the alarm switched it can find.
The force of logical higher level processing part of my brain is kicking into the data collection and problem solving mode. It also scribble down a quick note to itself that from a higher level of detached outside observation, brain finds this situation to be a quite amusing and interesting.
Well, what happened is that I modulated between two opposing forces. I would lift to ease the pain and then I realized I am going too fast so I would brake hard again.
This went on for what seems like hours but I did somehow managed to not to fall of the edge of T1 and brought the car in on the next lap.
Just another interesting day at the track Thanks for reading.