photos by Huneycutt Photography
We came, we got a huge hurdle thrown in front of us, and we cleared it! 20 penalty laps when each lap takes around 2-1/2 minutes is a long, long way to come back from. When the judge stated they “didn’t want us to win Class C again” and gave us so many laps it put us in last place of 98 cars at the start, it kinda got under our team skin a little bit. Okay, a lot. We decided the only thing to do was to “win the whole ____ thing” (fans of Major League can fill in the blank). So that’s exactly what the members of Austin Powerless Racing did!
It took all we had, though. These tires were new at the start of day one. This is what they looked like after 8-1/2 hours of racing at the end of the day. Yes, Carolina Motorsports Park has pretty abrasive pavement. We also are unable to get decent 13″ tires that are above the 190 minimum treadwear limit–these were 400, and we could only get one set.
They were, however, better than the set we had for day two. Also new at the beginning of the day, these have six hours of racing on them. Our fastest driver radioed in after a couple of laps on these and said that if we got a truckload of these given to us to run the other way!
The Class A winner was the “AMX”/BMW Z3, which drove an almost flawless race. Clean car, clean driving and lots of speed! Class B’s winner was a 90’s Firebird V6.
A special award was given to the Electrica 007, which finished the race with over 50 laps. The flags were to warn other cars of it’s 50 mph top speed presence.
Here’s the results for Class C. Our slow lap time on the last lap was because something broke in the engine on the last corner of the last lap and Scott crossed the line doing about 30 miles per hour. The Rambler’s was slow because they got black-flagged for passing under yellow and spent some time in the pits. We would have won by about a lap and a half anyway, but that had us breathing a little easier!
In case you have stuck it out this long, yes, we are still running a B-series engine. All that black gook on the firewall I fear means something catastrophic must have happened–I haven’t had a chance to find out what yet.
Here’s Scott in the Marina coming off the track after the win.
And there is the trophy, along with $600 in nickels. Yes, nickels. You’d have to ask the folks in charge of LeMons! Thanks for reading this far, and thanks to Barn Finds for their support!