The Orange Camaro Pro Mod “Car Magnet” Unscathed Outside, Hurt Inside
By Camp Stanley / Photos By Axle Weiss
Hagerstown, MD – The second trip to Houston in 2010 for an ADRL race was most definitely a lousy experience! It was bound to happen to us sooner or later, the odds were in fate’s favor. The July journey to Texas started off just fine
but started to go wrong at the outset of the second day’s journey. While cruising along the highway of life in a two lane construction zone I hit a piece of steel in the middle of the road when there was no place to go and no way to avoid it. Luckily I didn’t have a blowout! At that time we didn’t! But I did down the road an hour or so. ON THE TRAILER! So out into the 105 degree heat I went and changed the tire.!
And then there was the racing itself. We had not yet qualified for the first Houston race and with everyone only getting one shot at it we failed to make it in! There went our qualifying streak we were so proud of! But we also had our car magnet facts reinforced yet again when Jason Scruggs ended up bowling for cones out of the right lane. And that was a close one yet again! We were all glad it was a matter of two experienced drivers paying attention or it could have been ugly! The orange car magnet was in the house, AGAIN!
So it was on to the qualifying rounds for the 2nd race. The 1st qualifier was not much better than the last one but then we managed to hit our stride! Our 3.89 with a 5 was good enough to solidify us in the field. This was the first time this season that we were comfortable enough to be secure in these thoughts. The 3rd qualifier in the cooler night air although still with lots of water hanging around gave us another 3.89, this time with a 2 hooked to it!
The last qualifier on Saturday morning netted us an off pace, lift and save the pieces run. So into eliminations we went qualified number 10 out of 23! WE had to line up beside Quain Stott, his ownself for the first round. Quain did all he needed to do on the tree, but it wasn’t to be for him on that day as his car went into shake and he had to abort the run while John was trucking down through there with another 3.80 pass. This time it was a 3.88 with 6! 3.895, 3.892, 3.886!!! Pretty stout bracket car huh? But we had dramas of our own on that run! A broken rod inside the motor basically ended our day!
And then it was off on Sunday morning to head back up the “Highway of Life” from Baytown, Texas. And that is when that wicked witch Ms Fate struck again!!! Only five miles into Louisiana that very same tire on the front of Clifford from the Alabama adventure decided to go flat at 75 MPH!!! Two hours later after my good friend Shawn Davis along with his bride Leigh from Lake Charles, LA facilitated a tire repair service for me, I was off and going again.
JOY. JOY. I love race cars, the most humbling pieces of inanimate objects in the world!
So now its on to St Louis next weekend for our butt-whoopin Frankie Taylor has promised us!
