CMP Results

#21

TheRedBaron wrote:

[quote]Ranger wrote:

Ain’t workin’…[/quote]

Webserver is at work. A storm just blew thru Savannah and both our BellSouth and Comcast Internet connections are down. Should be back up later tonight.

#22

Travis you must have been really hungover on sun. because you didn’t seem real motivated in that video. Braking early, lifting big time in the kink, etc. Maybe you had bird flu;)

#23

Funny, but I thought salmonella from eating tomatoes…

More video! Travis, what happened to the rest of the “6 minutes Dougie Fresh you’re on” video (my guess is Jones will understand that quote judging by his bad 80’s hip hop signature)? No Beertech reports?

Damn, I wish I were there…

“Malt Liquor, Fireworks and Live Chickens” – It’s still sinking in.

#24

My website is still having problems so posting the whole story here.

Friday: Fred Switzer and I ran the enduro in my car. My check engine light was on, but I disregarded it. After about 5 laps my car started running like crap. It sounded bad and the late shift points indicated that I was down on power. After a couple more laps I could no longer blame my imagination and I came in to the pits.

Fred popped the hood.

Fred : “WHERE’S YOUR OIL CAP”

Scott : “F**K. HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW?”

Fred: “WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?”

Scott: “RUN AND GET YOUR OIL CAP”.

5 minutes later I roared off with Fred’s oil cap and no check engine light.

But I didn’t roar very far. Even at 40mph in the pits the engine still sounded like crap. So before exiting the pits I took the last left into the paddocks and double-backed to Fred. He looked things over for another 5min but there wasn’t anything to be found.

It was decision time. Get back out there and race on a sick engine with no power, or do the smart thing and call it a day?

Scott: “F**K IT FRED, WE’RE RACING”.

The engine sounded awful and had no power. Kind of like a Miata. But the motor didn’t seem to be tearing itself up, so I figured I’d take my low power motor and learn how to be a momentum driver.

15min later someone insisted on divebombing me unexpectedly on 8. “For chrissakes it’s an enduro and you’re not even in my class. I’d a let you by” I thought at him with significant enthusiasm. Being forced wide from the apex threw me wide on exit. I hit the gators hard and rattled my fillings.

I managed, surprisingly, to hold it together and get back on the track without significant drama. And suddenly I was faster. And the engine seemed to sound ok. I wasn’t sure at first. “Maybe I’m just used to the sick sound”, I thought. And then I started over-cooking corners. My braking points were all wrong. “Ah hah, I’m heading into corners faster because the power is back”. “WOOOHOOOO”.

I came in at 55min for driver change. Fred was half dressed and seemed to have lost his sense of purpose.

Fred: “So what do you want to do”?

Scott: “FOR CHRISSAKES! WE’RE GOING DUDE. GET IN THE CAR. THE ENGINE’S FIXED.”

And off Fred went. Once he got dressed.

An hour later Fred came in it was my turn again.

A couple months ago JP showed me a new way to take the kink. If you hop the inside gators very aggressively, there is a spot that doesn’t upset your car much. But you have to hit it just right. With JP’s technique I could sometimes steel myself to going thru the kink flat.

But more often then not I didn’t get it just right. And by the time you start thinking that “this might not be right”, you’re totally committed. At that point all you can do is hope for the best. On one such lap I ran out of luck and talent and didn’t manage the car well after a particularly upsetting hop/lurch over the gator bump. Next thing I knew I was sideways watching the trees go by at >100mph. That was worrisome.

But the car stayed shiny-side up and didn’t wrap itself around a tree so back on the track I roared.

Saturday’s race.

My qual time was about a second off of my best work, but still got me 10th out of 18. For me, starting mid-pack is like practically an honor so I was happy enough. But, when I was passed by 6 guys in the first 30 seconds of the race I was less happy. I’m not sure what exactly happened at the start. I was oriented on the guys in front of me and watching for something to exploit. I stayed right on their butts. Which is when 6 cars behind me were fired out of a cannon and passed my ass.

I clearly remember Laura Patton 10mph faster and flying by me on the inside, and me wondering “how the f**k did she do that”?

After turn 7 I settled in behind Steve Foushee and began a death struggle that would last most of the race. I’d catch up to him at each turn exit, get right on his bumper, only to see him drive away. He did it turn after turn, lap after lap. I’d be 2 car lengths back going into the turn, carefully give the turn my best effort, come out of it with 1-2mph advantage and catch up to his bumper at turn exit. And then he’d leave me.

“Ok”, I figured, “I’m just going to have to hope he makes a mistake”. He made some small mistakes and he took some defensive turn entries to keep me from divebombing (Steve, you see, didn’t know that I’m hopelessly inept as a divebomber and had no intention of doing so). So I was able to capitalize a couple times and pull up even with him. Which is when he’d just drive away.

“Ok”, I figured, “I’m just going to have to hope he makes a big mistake”. Which is when he did. But for the life of me I can’t remember the circumstances of the pass on Steve.

At one point in the race I got bump-drafted (or whatever you call it) by a Miata. He was all hot to get around me, but I was in a death struggle with Foushee and the Miata was going to have to wait a minute before I could let him by. This past year I’ve read a lot of posts about folks bump-drafting and, frankly, the idea of being intentionally bumped at 100mph scared the shit out of me. I’d resolved the when the day occurred that someone intentionally hit me at high speed I had to be sure to go take a couple deep breaths and let the fear induced adrenalin subside, so I wouldn’t react like a raging axe-murderer and kill the MF**ker.

Which made it somewhat surprising that, immediately after the Miata helped me stay with Steve by bumping me forward, my reaction was “YA DUDE, BUMP ME AGAIN”.

At another point in the Foushee death-struggle we were heading into 14 with something fast on my tail. I tried to set up 14 such that the guy wouldn’t divebomb me (hosing turn 14) and would instead pass both of us on the straight. So as usual I came out of 14 with a little more speed and caught up to Steve’s bumper. He drove away from me again. But the fast guy passed us both and that hosed up Steve’s turn 1 entry. I tried to exploit it by taking at outside line in 1 but I couldn’t hold it together and went off track.

Once in the dirt I looked for the tower but it was already behind me. I figured that the shortest way from turn 1 to turn 3 was a straight line so I took the shortcut and tucked right back in behind Steve.

Sunday’s race.

The car started up before qual with two red lights on the dash. Check Engine and Brake. “Uh, oh”, I thought. I figured that if I had power I’d ignore the Check Engine light. And if I had brakes I’d ignore the Brakes light. I’d just bled the brakes a couple hrs prior and they were nice and firm. My plan was to start easy and as long as my brakes were still braking and my engine was still engining, I’d ignore the dashboard lights.

I was determined to prevent a repeat of Saturday’s “pass-me-because-I’m-pathetic” start. My qual time was once again mediocre and this time landed me 11 out of 16. But when the big boys decided to start in the rear I was suddenly 7th.

This time at the start I put a few brain cells on duty watching my rear. Flying towards turn 1, I saw greed in the eyes behind me and I shifted the car over a little to make humiliating me a little more problematic.

There was a buffer of cars between me and the big boys back there. I really hadn’t given much thought to them. I figured they’d pass me early on and there’d be no drama. I’d just let them by to battle their own battles. What I didn’t expect is for them to be all over my shit within seconds of race start. The big boys were coming thru traffic like madmen. Travis (I think) was on me at the exit of 4 so I finished 4 tight to give him the inside of 5. I had to make that adjustment so unexpectedly that being a Travis-width off the apex of 5 was suddenly going to have unpleasant consequences re. hanging on to the track at the off-camber turn 5 exit.

In pretty much every race I’ve been shoved (to the extent that you can be shoved without actually being touched) off of the track in the first couple of turns and ended up backwards. It’s gotten to the point where I might as well not qual because within 30secs of race start I’m going to be in the dirt watching the pack stream by.

And here I was 30secs into the race and in the dirt again. I couldn’t even stay on the gators. I was in the dirt and not happy. I was gonna fight for it goddamn it. I stayed on the gas, did my goddamn level best, and somehow I held it together and got back on the track.

Somehow, in all of that, I blocked out JP which apparently hosed his race with Skeen. But all I remember is looking behind me at the approaching madmen while at the apex of 4 and thinking “Jesus Christ”. Then I tried to let Travis get inside on 5 and thought “Jesus Christ”. Then I sensed that I wasn’t going to stay on the track at turn 5 exit and thought “Jesus Christ”. Then I was in the dirt thinking “Jesus Christ”. Then I was back on the track having lost only a couple places thinking “Jesus Christ”. So when JP later said “Scott, dude, you blocked me out at the carousel”. I had no response more useful then “huh?”

I do recall getting whacked at right rear. I think that’s just JP’s way of saying “hello”.

I exited turn 7 on Laura’s tail. And another death-fight began. We were very evenly matched. The only place I had an edge was turn 4, but if I tried to do anything with that my turn 5 would be such an abortion that anything could happen. So stayed on her tail, did the best I could at each turn and waited for an opportunity to develop.

A couple opportunities almost did. I managed to get into a couple of turns with a nose in and, showing courtesy that not everyone would show, she gave me room to get it done if I could. But each time I was too damn fast into the turn and I couldn’t hold it together. And Fred Switzer was right on our ass the whole time so if one of my pass attempts went really bad, he was going to swoop on me. 3X I went into the dirt because of an aborted pass attempt and barely made it back on to the track in time to keep Fred back.

Finally I got Laura, but sadly I can’t remember the details. Then I worked on catching up to Joe Tripp but I ran out of laps.

Both races show solid midpack times, but my qual times are kinda weak and I’m losing a helova lot of places in the first 30secs of the race. Then I’m getting stuck back a bit and it takes me the whole race to fight my way up only 2 positions because not much separates us mid-packers.

One bitch. On the last turn of the race, the very last turn, I went in conservatively because there were no E30’s within range so it was all over. The red 350z interprets my conservative turn-entry as an opportunity to dive-bomb me and I had to suddenly veer away from the apex to give him room. That threw me hard into the turn 14 exit gators and he took the checker. That was completely unnecessary.

Sadly my video of the weekend was hosed. My front camera wasn’t putting out signal so all I have is hours of picture-in-picture of driver and rear-view on a blue background.

Goddamn did I have a great time last weekend. And I don’t mean only the races. I didn’t go into much of the socializing because I had no unique tales. Well, the fact that I restricted myself to 4 beers/night might have been unique. And I bought no live chickens no matter how sorely tempted. Although the temptation to kill one Sunday morning at 5AM was overwhelming.

Damn SpecE30 is a fun bunch.

#25

Scott - it wasn’t you who hosed my race with Skeen…it was my lack of talent, or his overabundance. Take your pick.

My fight with Travis could have been more fun though, but I’m just glad you gathered the car up. The love tap was just for fun :wink:

Today was my first day at my new job. I’ll have an update by weeks-end.

#26

TheRedBaron wrote:

[quote]Funny, but I thought salmonella from eating tomatoes…

More video! Travis, what happened to the rest of the “6 minutes Dougie Fresh you’re on” video (my guess is Jones will understand that quote judging by his bad 80’s hip hop signature)? No Beertech reports?

Damn, I wish I were there…

“Malt Liquor, Fireworks and Live Chickens” – It’s still sinking in.[/quote]

Got the quote, nice work there. I’m working on my videos now and Ill have a full report, hopefully, done today. I do have to pretend to work a little…lame.

Dont forget to ask Travis if he smokes…so do you?

#27

Lots of frustration at CMP. A solid 3rd or 4th (Skeen didn’t race) on Saturday was spoiled with brakes that would go to the floor.Ended up behind Laura,the brakes came back, but I couldn’t get passed her without having to explain to my wife why I was returning home with two wrecked race cars.

A great start on Sunday (with the 4 fast guys in the back and Canterbury and Jones racing one another too hard) allowed me to ride around in 2nd place for a lap or two until the engine started to heat/loss of power/rod knock, DNF. I threw the junk on the trailer and was the first on to leave CMP. Now it is time to spend money and labor fixing another car.

Thanks for the enertaining write-ups by Scott and Jim.Too many excuses for my poor game of golf.

Regards, Robert Patton

#28

This weekend was by far my best racing. While Turnip and had our run of bad luck and mishaps in Fridays enduro, the rest of the weekend racing was quite a bit better.

In a nut shell…

Friday Enduro: My co-driver shows up 20 minutes before the race. We start the race without the transponder but by some twisted bit of luck :S my front bumper falls off as I go through T1 on the 4th or 5th lap. After several minutes in the pits, I get back out there and run for about an hour 20. Come in for one of the slowest driver changes in history. Turnip hit the track in his first race (other than comp school) and turns some pretty fast laps. That was until we see him pull over at the end of T1 (anybody else seeing a pattern here?). After being towed in, Travis discovers the main relay has come unplugged. Fixes it and sends Turnip back out. We finish 6th in E2 and 9th overall. After all of that… I’ll take it.

Saturday: Qualified for poop. Started 16th. Had a great race. Battled from the green flag to the checkered flag. It was so hot and my cool suit was not working… I was just trying to keep from throwing up in my helmet. I don’t recall all the details. The main thing I remember was I thinking I was going to be behind Laura the whole race. At some point I got past her and several other cars to finish 6th or 7th.

While I was awarded the coveted 6th place trophy, My Laps has me finishing 7th. Unless someone was DQed without MyLaps knowing…

Sunday: Qualified 9th. Started 5th. Finished 7th. With the 4 horsemen starting at the back, this race was a balls out free-for-all from hell. It actually made Saturdays race seem tame. I spent the whole race trying to keep Brian in view and M3Bill in my rearview. The highlight of the race came at the very last lap, when a Honda passed me just before the kink :frowning: then made himself so wide, I had to get on my brakes :angry: to keep from smacking his plastic bumper :evil:. Totally F’n up any chance of me getting close to Brian for the finish and closed the gap between Bill and myself. As I was so focused of dropping f-bombs on the Honda I charged too deep into T11 and went 2 wheels off then as I tried to recover going into T12 I miss a shift. So by T13 Bill is zipping by as I begin to regain my momentum Knowing I’ll have to come out of T14 perfectly to have a chance of taking that spot back away from Bill. As we both shift into 2nd at the same time–Bill’s rear end starts to come around, so I cut to the inside get on the gas and finish the weekend with one hell of a fine finish.

Thanks to everyone for providing a weekend of great (hard fought) southeast racing.

Stay tuned for Saturday video and Chicken photos :woohoo:

#29

Ranger wrote:

[quote]I came in at 55min for driver change. Fred was half dressed and seemed to have lost his sense of purpose.

Fred: “So what do you want to do”?

Scott: “FOR CHRISSAKES! WE’RE GOING DUDE. GET IN THE CAR. THE ENGINE’S FIXED.”

And off Fred went. Once he got dressed.

[/quote]

In my defense…
When your co-driver and the owner of the car comes in after only 5 laps with oil covering every inch of the engine compartment, and then comes back two laps later yelling that something’s wrong with the engine, you pretty much figure you’re NOT going to get to drive your stint.

Otherwise everything Scott said was mostly true…

#30

Two sides to every story. In the “Gresscapades,” I’ll side with Fred. Would never have imagined that the power would fix itself.

Regards, Robert Patton

#31

Sounds like it was a helluva weekend! Congrats to JP, Brian and Scott–sounds like all 3 cars did better than expected over the weekend.

I had planned to come down Saturday with 2 friends for Saturday/Sunday, but unfortunately I spent the majority of the weekend under my E30, finally getting it roadworthy late Sunday evening.

#32

McHenry318 wrote:

[quote]Sounds like it was a helluva weekend! Congrats to JP, Brian and Scott–sounds like all 3 cars did better than expected over the weekend.

I had planned to come down Saturday with 2 friends for Saturday/Sunday, but unfortunately I spent the majority of the weekend under my E30, finally getting it roadworthy late Sunday evening.[/quote]

Stu- good to hear the car is fixed.

I got your message Sunday, tried to call you back but I must have an old cell number for you, oops. What is your current number?

#33

Sundays Race>>> http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7184612890027446906&hl=en

Weekend Recap:

Friday:
6.5 hours for me on the road means no enduro this time. I did show up in time to catch the end of the race and hear the lies from everyone about their motorsport prowess as usual. I knew it was going to be a good weekend when I started hearing about the MLT enduro award party favors…I mean c’mon, who dosen’t like live chickens, malt liquor and fireworks? Sign me up!

SATURDAY:
Race was awesome. very intense, hard fought and a lot of fun. I qualified 10th but got a DNF for aggressive driving, doh! (would have been 4th but woulda, shoulda, coulda right?). Im fine with taking the DNF, it was completely my own fault. Ill post video as soon as its done uploading.

We had a standing start and I dropped the clutch with a few too many RPM’s and spun the tires through first and most of second gear. Once the tires hooked up I was shot right past M3Bill on the outside and clear into T1. Lots of close racing ensued with R. Allen, R. Patton, Al Taylor, S. Canterbury and probably a few others.

I do want to apologize to Robert Allen again for running him off track. I feel really bad about that because it could have been a bad incident. Luckily Robert has great car control skills and managed to get the car back on track without hitting anything.

I botched T14, hit the rumble strips and then had to down shift into second. This gave R. Allen a good run on me and he went to the outside. As we approached the start/ finish line in a true drag race he was gaining. if all went as it should have we would have been side by side at turn in for one and I would have had the inside, no big deal. But since I was feeling racey, I wanted to practice some of what Ive been taught in my few races thus far.

As we went down the straight I started to take a line to the out side of the track to one, get a better approach into T1 and two, squeeze Robert to the edge of the track to defend T1. As I did so, I went a little too far and hit Robert right before the start/finish line. My passenger door hit his front wheel and he got sideways and went screaming off track in a cloud of tire smoke and dirt. I continued on but did feel terrible. I really didn’t mean to hit him and it was a stupid thing to do. That was near the end of the race, and you can see it in the video.

I finished the race but was called up to Timing & Scoring to get a talking to and receive my DNF. I didn’t argue.

SUNDAY:
Sunday was a great race also, Qualified 7th, started 3rd and finished 6th after all the cheaters got by me. :wink:
See video for action!

Congrats to R. Allen for a great Qualifying (2nd overall), and a great race (2nd place finish)

OFF TRACK HIGHLIGHTS:

  1. Found out chickens can fly…sort of. and they will sleep in a tree.
  2. Heard some of Travis’ top shelf game for the ladies…pretty solid.
  3. BRE Luke likes to have live chickens in his trailer at bed time.
  4. Bicycle > pit bike…again.
  5. Scott Mc can draw a kick ass possum on anything.
  6. IndyJim has a generally negative disposition.
  7. SC does have some laws that will be enforced…who knew?
  8. Turnip can wreck anything with a motor.
  9. As suspected, Sasha and Geeger are confirmed nancies.
#34

Saturdays Race:>>>>> http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8262836003680570314&hl=en

Here it is, great racing, kind of long, 26 mins. But I would like to hear your thoughts.

I was DNF’ed for hitting R. Allen and putting him off track. Again, sorry about that.

Timing and Scoring also said they DNF’ed me for other reports of driving “too aggressively” as well as the metal to metal with Robert. I am fine with the DNF and deserve it for hitting Robert but I’m not sure about the “other” aggressive driving charges. If you have a chance please give me your honest feedback on the video so maybe I can learn something.

*Please keep the obvious comments, I suck, Im slow, etc. to a minimum, Im well aware of those “qualities.” :laugh:

Enjoy!

#35

Feedback on aggressiveness: If you are in front of me, you are being too aggressive.

#36

Jones wrote:

[quote]
6. IndyJim has a generally negative disposition.[/quote]

yeah, i heard that guy has a bad attitude…

:stuck_out_tongue:

#37

Jones wrote:

[quote]Saturdays Race:>>>>> http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8262836003680570314&hl=en

At 9:38 Black #8 gets sideways as the Jones pack of three racers tries to pass a Miata. At 10:00 the #8 threads the needle as Jones and Taylor have no momentum comming out of turn 8(?). Thanks for sharing the video and the close racing.

Regards, Robert Patton

#38

dmwhite wrote:

[quote]Jones wrote:

[quote]
6. IndyJim has a generally negative disposition.[/quote]

yeah, i heard that guy has a bad attitude…

:P[/quote]

Thanks, that means a lot coming from you guys!

#39

IndyJim wrote:

[quote]dmwhite wrote:

[quote]Jones wrote:

[quote]
6. IndyJim has a generally negative disposition.[/quote]

yeah, i heard that guy has a bad attitude…

:P[/quote]

Thanks, that means a lot coming from you guys![/quote]

And there’s that attitude :dry: Do you ever get tired of being such the outsider?

#40

RECAP

Friday:
My first time at CMP! Skeens videos only go so far. I struggle in the first two sessions, but I get into the mid 54’s before lunch.
I planned to stick around and watch the enduro, but I was recruited to be a fireman in the morning. In the afternoon, I was promoted to fueler. By the time of the race, I would be fueling 3 cars. It was no problem to help out, but I almost cost Jp and dave the race for spilling fuel. Also, Robinson’s trunk looked like a bathtub when I was done trying to fit a vertical fuel jug down into his fuel cell.
Congratulations to Al and Travis!

Saturday:
Qualified 7th:( with a goal of top 5. Good racing with Al and Jones. Brian races hard… He was very apologetic about the move though. No harm, no worries! Finished 4th after his DQ.
Best drive: Scott MC (9 positions!)
Best animal: Turnipseed’s chihuahua vs. Al’s chickens vs. Al

Sunday:
Qualified 2nd behind Skeen:) with Travis and JP behind- a benefit of the drinking age??? Skeen got bored of winning and Travis got creative. Result: IFU version 2.1
That put me on pole! I was feeling confident until the pace car driver approached me on grid and asked me if I had any idea what to do. He didn’t know I was a front row veteren after hyperfestB) . The start went really well. I had a 10 carlength gap by the carousel! I stretched the gap a little for the first half of the race until Skeen appeared out of nowhere in the mirror. I rolled over and let him by:dry: Trying to keep up was hopeless and I backed off to bring it home in second.

Thanks to all for a fun time! It is a very different experience from the mid atl. (also fewer 944s:lol: )