A beautiful day for racing today at the Pittsburg RaceWay. I met up with Ray(aka 1wykdmk8) at the track today.
No apologies, but this was my first time out. Here are the results of the day.
http://mark8.org/users/driller/pics/Winner845.jpg
I'm number 845 and the slips are in reverse order, left to right.
http://mark8.org/users/driller/pics/TimeSlip042404.jpg
Ray and I had a great time. We were the only Lincolns racing. Wife shot some video with her camera but video is too big without compression for posting.
My first run, I was as nervous as a whore in church. Approaching the start line I looked over and saw I was running against a nice looking Mustang. "I'm gonna lose", I thought. Lining up at the staging lights, I knew I was gonna lose, but I was ready to give 'er hell. Everything happened so fast, I was unprepared and when the race had started I saw a gray streak to my right and remember thinking, "Darn, I sure am gonna lose!". I picked up the timeslip down the backroad and returned to the staging lanes. I pulled back in line to find myself opposite the 'Stang that just whupped me. He had already exited his vehicle and left the hood up - allowing me to see I had not just lost to a run of the mill 'Stang, but a supercharged 12 second Cobra!
After a long delay, the second round came and sure enough, me and the S/C Cobra are lined up again. I tried to concentrate hard this round but still got spanked and had another terrible RT but a more respectable ET.
The third and final round, I was up against some type of VW. He got the jump on me with my RT still awful, but it was at least a more evenly matched race. We were pretty much side by side but I could never get in front. My ET was pretty close to the second run.
No apologies, but this was my first time out. Here are the results of the day.
http://mark8.org/users/driller/pics/Winner845.jpg
I'm number 845 and the slips are in reverse order, left to right.
http://mark8.org/users/driller/pics/TimeSlip042404.jpg
Ray and I had a great time. We were the only Lincolns racing. Wife shot some video with her camera but video is too big without compression for posting.
My first run, I was as nervous as a whore in church. Approaching the start line I looked over and saw I was running against a nice looking Mustang. "I'm gonna lose", I thought. Lining up at the staging lights, I knew I was gonna lose, but I was ready to give 'er hell. Everything happened so fast, I was unprepared and when the race had started I saw a gray streak to my right and remember thinking, "Darn, I sure am gonna lose!". I picked up the timeslip down the backroad and returned to the staging lanes. I pulled back in line to find myself opposite the 'Stang that just whupped me. He had already exited his vehicle and left the hood up - allowing me to see I had not just lost to a run of the mill 'Stang, but a supercharged 12 second Cobra!
After a long delay, the second round came and sure enough, me and the S/C Cobra are lined up again. I tried to concentrate hard this round but still got spanked and had another terrible RT but a more respectable ET.
The third and final round, I was up against some type of VW. He got the jump on me with my RT still awful, but it was at least a more evenly matched race. We were pretty much side by side but I could never get in front. My ET was pretty close to the second run.