tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150426614916310162024-02-19T01:21:49.471-08:00Live The DreamPansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-10554695040153816232011-02-21T02:43:00.000-08:002011-02-21T03:21:36.509-08:0026 June 2010...2 DAYS OF THUNDER at QR<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70FTmzYPCTPx-DHO7VziLBDg-X4k-tU8xKKjVhyLiwRIORumoG6WLzerape7H2dXbuLUyjtmAaR2wsoK8U6EB8KomBayyGnlMa_Zu9uTu-rVW1QGuo4jjrgN-nDke_cqJJ-TbJr1S-x_V/s1600/023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576094386318465554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70FTmzYPCTPx-DHO7VziLBDg-X4k-tU8xKKjVhyLiwRIORumoG6WLzerape7H2dXbuLUyjtmAaR2wsoK8U6EB8KomBayyGnlMa_Zu9uTu-rVW1QGuo4jjrgN-nDke_cqJJ-TbJr1S-x_V/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu2BGx4vZh4H5BWW1_PpCxe4oqIcNp9Rx04lA3C5Rec0PKia8vkqFDlRg9zYe2TshyphenhyphenaXcXHBjSEyC_GVdThq48KXc5V7hTrUhpXC779-xJ4DVbOPjmrUpSYFLL9kbv4TjqWnVfMW0prcD1/s1600/027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576093892516810034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu2BGx4vZh4H5BWW1_PpCxe4oqIcNp9Rx04lA3C5Rec0PKia8vkqFDlRg9zYe2TshyphenhyphenaXcXHBjSEyC_GVdThq48KXc5V7hTrUhpXC779-xJ4DVbOPjmrUpSYFLL9kbv4TjqWnVfMW0prcD1/s400/027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4UC3ET8SIX2GhxFWvkCpqFmAjYIkn5X2hg_RyVWAE66gl1ozPF5PFmIjoBC3Fhy-9PBdPzzstKNuavO2G8dJWG2ewwKgOTB2AcMWywVPQmBrPTirL-L7f18hsIaMBcPMAAzD__jajLGNz/s1600/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576093353802479570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4UC3ET8SIX2GhxFWvkCpqFmAjYIkn5X2hg_RyVWAE66gl1ozPF5PFmIjoBC3Fhy-9PBdPzzstKNuavO2G8dJWG2ewwKgOTB2AcMWywVPQmBrPTirL-L7f18hsIaMBcPMAAzD__jajLGNz/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>26th - 27th June 2010<br />Our annual date with the dark, winter months are not so great at 5am! </div><br /><div>With waves of fog slowly rolling in we weave in & out of the concrete jungle aka the new to be motorway near Ipswich with the race car towed behind</div><br /><div>At last there is light at the end of the tunnel & visibility is restored & views of the country side appear, we are off on our way to 2 DAYS OF THUNDER at Queensland Raceway<br />We arrive in good time just as the gates open, set up camp & get the car scrutineered</div><br /><div>Note to self: I must stop going to the driver briefings!!!<br />Friday Practice!!! someone hits the wall at 150k’s, I believe he is ok, just what I wanted to hear, NOT & I had syked myself up to be calm this weekend. Luckily I had the support from Daddy's little Fan club, our darling daughter & family to keep me sane</div><br /><div>To add to the fun/stress....</div><div>Bri manages to spin off coming out of the last corner onto the straight!!</div><br /><div>Note photo of Bri at the wrong angle<br />All I could think was “lucky Jim wasn’t pushing you! Or he would have collected you”</div><br /><div>A great weekend of racing even with showers on & off which was a bummer as always just before Bri’s sprint </div><div>Times were not as good as he would have liked, he was being responsible as he was being observed to get his open licence to enable him to race at Lakeside & QR rather than just a sprint Licence<br />Best time 6 1:10<br /><br />The Highlight of this weekend for me, as well as Bri keeping the car upright after his OFF!!!<br />Was John English bringing a framed photo of himself racing our car at Surfers International Raceway in 1986 to show us<br />John drove our car as Wayne Anderson had come down with a bad case of food poisoning, John English retired with an overheating problem unfortunately </div><br /><div>Well done sweetheart “You are the Man” object achieved, open licence now in wallet</div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-85840308318374123522010-08-08T20:44:00.000-07:002010-08-08T21:17:31.771-07:00Blood, Sweat & Gears<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmchovw4Rd_sFUc87GOS1bQnoZ1Vvkme81seqe9rnIp3hN7qhBS622hOtmiUS-T6leINkfm2EdjWTy9LKlXPtnsb4GhXXG30S01U1cBEJ-OUJISZ2cwa4MwvrJ33Krmcs8g3tTBjiWOam/s1600/066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259001981521762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmchovw4Rd_sFUc87GOS1bQnoZ1Vvkme81seqe9rnIp3hN7qhBS622hOtmiUS-T6leINkfm2EdjWTy9LKlXPtnsb4GhXXG30S01U1cBEJ-OUJISZ2cwa4MwvrJ33Krmcs8g3tTBjiWOam/s400/066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Pinepac's ex mechanic Ken Hopper aka Hops, now racecar builder, has done us proud & the new spool, crown wheel & pinion were hand delivered last weekend from across the pond ie no freight charges from NZ, doesn’t get any better than this </div><br /><div>To recap...<br />“previous phone calls, internet searches, head scratching, because the diff in the Mustang is an Atlas, out of a 3 ltr GT Capri made in the late 70’s, was not an easy task to find</div><br /><div>Finally Ken Hooper in NZ, the Group A Mustang expert & ex Pine Pac Racing Mechanic, who built the car in 1985 & rebuilt in 2006, tell’s Bri why he can’t find one. Ken made them & Ken offers to make a new one for the car, out of his CNC Machine</div><br /><div></div><div>Bri also broches the subject of another crown wheel & pinion also a 3.9 or a 4.11 ratio & Hops says “I can get one of these mate, but they are expensive, as everybody wants one” </div><br /><div>Hops tracks one down in the South Is in NZ, so the deal was done with some fast talking Interpersonal Skills on Hops part on our behalf </div><br /><div>The new spool will replace the one broken at Noosa last November, in its place has been the spare spool Bri took out of the spare diff,</div><br /><div>concentrate, </div><br /><div>stay with me.... </div><br /><div>the new beautiful spool is heat treated I might add!!! </div><br /><div>which in theary means it won’t break like the previous one</div><br /><div></div><div>In regards to this, according to Hops was probably one of the original spools used in the Pinepac cars which makes it at least 25yrs old.... so not a bad innings hey</div><br /><div>These cars had several spare diffs with different gear ratios depending on now long or short the circut was</div><br /><div>The new crown wheel & pinion is 411 which will be put in the spare diff along with the new spool, which will make the Mustang, hopefully, a lot quicker off the start line & improve the lap times on the shorter circuts, as currently Bri doesn’t use 5th gear</div><br /><div>Cost involved for these shiney bits, $1,845 NZ, yet to be installed in diff housing!!! </div><div>On closer examination that will mean more expence! </div><br /><div>Just as well I am a long suffering wife that dotes on her man’s hobbie!</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-39737446762130001562010-06-22T22:57:00.000-07:002010-06-23T01:47:14.749-07:00One Tree Hill<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz32_d_GSnGCa4bvT3zYRT8dPZwIpnJwjpyC-A0tqgqlPEE81CvuBRRVIOzqSzx8XislnlDHsfKzFgiJv815fJf0Cg1p2X__2mUBsIVyvEbtq2lErAxy_4cwbjmRHycNrrJVvSc9nPM9mJ/s1600/IMG_2615.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485846030040042546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz32_d_GSnGCa4bvT3zYRT8dPZwIpnJwjpyC-A0tqgqlPEE81CvuBRRVIOzqSzx8XislnlDHsfKzFgiJv815fJf0Cg1p2X__2mUBsIVyvEbtq2lErAxy_4cwbjmRHycNrrJVvSc9nPM9mJ/s400/IMG_2615.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLSxyl-4mUn4SfJSYPJQKVifSScHMoEvy-MFKw10bhghTSt-apl3roa8x6SIPMHzcMONzxVcvtbKUVAFb1p0C_9BqpuwzFNokGuE3SMnd98c1aDzeJy6i_GzitqH6EUFxW8kzZq91R1sY4/s1600/IMG_0829.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485846026152157250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLSxyl-4mUn4SfJSYPJQKVifSScHMoEvy-MFKw10bhghTSt-apl3roa8x6SIPMHzcMONzxVcvtbKUVAFb1p0C_9BqpuwzFNokGuE3SMnd98c1aDzeJy6i_GzitqH6EUFxW8kzZq91R1sY4/s400/IMG_0829.jpg" border="0" /></a>Top image by <a href="http://www.allannielsenphotography.com/">http://www.allannielsenphotography.com/</a> <div><div>Bottom image by <a href="http://www.digitalrealism.com.au/cootha2010/index.html">http://www.digitalrealism.com.au/cootha2010/index.html</a></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>29 & 30 May 2010</div><div></div><div>Here we go again just where has the year gone, we again made the annual trek to the hill climb at Mt. Coot-tha for the the Cootha Classic</div><br /><div>Friday the eldest darling Son & heir goes to help Bri pitch our spot in the paddock & after unloading they got the car scrutineered, which makes for a lot less hurried Saturday morning<br /><br />Or does it!! We are up bright & early!! At 5.30am!! Which is a bit cruel for a Saturday morning, he drives me around .... The track!!<br />This instils confidence in me for a stress free weekend of fun & frivolity NOT !! Those chicanes are very close together & that hairpin!! Tight as!!<br /><br />Saturday we were expecting a great days Hill climbing, but the weather had other plans, overnight a typical Queensland storm rolled in & dumped lots of rain on the track, making the conditions very wet<br />Which I might add continued for much of the day, briefly allowing the track to dry mid morning & again in the late arvo!!<br /><br />After the drivers briefing, practice laps started from around 9am, the number of cars was slightly down on the previous year but they had a good spread of cars, perhaps due to the economic climate?<br /><br />Rain did little to dampen our enthusiasm<br />Bri again looked like he was having a ball in the Mustang, getting plenty of smoke off the line for his sighting run<br />Wow baby! Remember, darling you can often pick up half a second over some of your competitors just off that start line, so don’t waste it in smoke!! Thankfully this one wasn’t timed<br />Did I mention the treacherous, hazardous, slippery conditions, with the drizzling rain & running with slicks!<br />Bri did you not bring to mind only a few minutes ago Jimmy Richards walked past us, looked at you, smiled & pointed to the tyres & said “great tyres” !!!<br />You say she’ll be right, you haven’t got time to put on the Wet weather tyres. Unfortunately, at this venue your trailer isn’t in your paddock area, trailers & tender vehicles were kept down the road, miles away with quagmire access, due to the rain<br />Just bring to mind darling your saying ”Whilst I can afford the car, I can’t afford to break the car...<br /><br />Sunday dawned a tad clearer, the track had dried over night making it better for the competitors with slick tires to run<br /><br />Oh God!!! Breathe, exhale, breath, exhale, I tell myself, as I’m running towards track side as the crash happened. Through the trees & leaves all I could see was a bits of yellow, in my minds eye it was Bri’s hood I was viewing between those trees. I have never moved so fast in all my life up that hill, over the little creek, through rocks, greenery & past a snake! I kid you not! Adrenaline pumping & all to get to my MAN. I breathe a sigh of relief as I see the red Torana on its roof, the proceedings come to a halt for 30mins whilst this poor guy’s car is turned back onto its wheels & is towed away</div><br /><div>Three cars later & 1st run for the day, I hear him take off, engine revving, he slows for the 1st & 2nd chicane, powers off up to the hair pin, back firin all the way, then down towards the finish line where he caught up to a!!<br />Sunday Driver WTF!!!<br />He, Bri, was given the go slow signs by the officials just prior to the last chicane, BUT given NO yellow flag for a re run!!<br />Oh well them’s the breaks, Grrrrr</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>2nd run… SHIT!! </div><div>Bri makes a daring move & decides to miss a gear off the start line! & all with little Bro watching from Perth!! Wouldn’t that make you rip your ration book!! </div><div>Yahhh missed gear recovered, momentum not hurt in anyway, he is away racing up the hill once more. </div><br /><div>He comes back with a big smile on his dial, adrenalin pumping “Shit that was good” </div><br /><div>Ohhh I wish I could have a smoke now, so proud of you sweetheart, week one of givin them nasty cancer sticks away</div><br /><div>Despite the rainy weather on Saturday all the competitors enjoyed 6 runs over the 2 days of competition</div><br /><div>Bri won his class “Group A touring cars” coming away with not one, but two trophy engraved crystal glasses to show for it....</div><br /><div>Cheers my darling, I drink to many more fun weekends like this</div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-44184785492857248912010-03-13T22:45:00.000-08:002010-03-13T23:32:34.881-08:00"The older I get, the faster I was"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHNmw-Ezc1cZzfm1054VSh7w6LVGpp1mwNVz8AqKOYYC3Fiy9PcXW4TSAZ2KbX0DDtuEu4j6xt0zayxLxJFqkZXG3nCLX4EXTwHO2_Q5jreUdsJiyVw-aQj_fedPpUXR0hjFy3swUfCzV/s1600-h/DSC00019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448381091187059058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHNmw-Ezc1cZzfm1054VSh7w6LVGpp1mwNVz8AqKOYYC3Fiy9PcXW4TSAZ2KbX0DDtuEu4j6xt0zayxLxJFqkZXG3nCLX4EXTwHO2_Q5jreUdsJiyVw-aQj_fedPpUXR0hjFy3swUfCzV/s400/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYw6aNfgjYufLwEbR1Iwj6_fiO709AiTNcFOJ9qR4xtvwUqRHKHEDHp0aJBNR-wrBPh6esNmbantwd-4MMWHXN0gbLqtDNlwoOFQEzI4U4Hj8jITfIM1QW4JfDixBAzHkZC7LxCDQnqWhR/s1600-h/DSC09998.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448380041205417026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYw6aNfgjYufLwEbR1Iwj6_fiO709AiTNcFOJ9qR4xtvwUqRHKHEDHp0aJBNR-wrBPh6esNmbantwd-4MMWHXN0gbLqtDNlwoOFQEzI4U4Hj8jITfIM1QW4JfDixBAzHkZC7LxCDQnqWhR/s400/DSC09998.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39QCs1U5-1ZEbv4g-pMGk9D2eI0_Kupa_DEhBMMaUwqnk0wOpjloBa3nlGh5AwpqMjv2iK7yZY094cXpfKXxkmpoJbDLJuWUvXLXwOZMrYynNn5eNUzJPlq4W1i9yaJvgFkumrr-vWHPl/s1600-h/DSC00002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448379427614387970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39QCs1U5-1ZEbv4g-pMGk9D2eI0_Kupa_DEhBMMaUwqnk0wOpjloBa3nlGh5AwpqMjv2iK7yZY094cXpfKXxkmpoJbDLJuWUvXLXwOZMrYynNn5eNUzJPlq4W1i9yaJvgFkumrr-vWHPl/s400/DSC00002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>Saturday 27 February</strong><br /><br />I must admit to feeling a tad nervous, but then I rethink<br /><br />I have Number 2 Son in Kapooka, one day heading off to War!!<br />So why in the world do I need to worry abt Number 1 Son & Husband out on the Race Track!!<br /><br />I soon find out it doesn’t work that way with me<br />I tell myself to breath, exhale, breath, exhale<br /><br />Black as Pitch at 5am & we are rolling on down the road heading to the Triple "T" Day - Try, Train or Test at Morgan Park Raceway, Warwick & the Super sprints tomorrow<br />5.20am & light descends finally on my world & I relax as I can now keep an eye on the kangaroos & the wild life in abundance grazing on the road side<br />We meander up the Cunningham’s Gap at 40ks an hour! Soon speeding along at 60ks, ohhh we really do need to upgrade the tow car! The fuel gauge is moving quicker than the Speedo<br /><br />Now into the main Range National Park<br />“Listen to that squeak”! he repeats all the way up the climb<br /><br />“Beware of Rocks” says the sign<br />Piss Off!!!<br />he couldn’t care less abt rocks!!!<br />He can hear a squeak! which is driving him nuts!!<br />Relax, we can now move on, it’s definitely bell birds in the bush, ...ahhhh...bless his soul...<br /><br />Head Mechanic, aka, Bri did a fabulous job with the diff, as the car ran like a dream all weekend, as preformed as she should<br />The day was well & fast with 3 untimed runs each </div><div><br />Bri says, the most nerve racking part of the whole weekend, was sitting in the passenger seat, with Jaime driving the Mustang for the first time. We are going home to see if there are any dents in the passenger fire wall, where Bri was breaking hard on the brake pedals, where there wasn’t one! </div><div>Jaime you did a brilliant job, we are so very proud of you, first time out in the car & the first time driving a left hand drive</div><div>Yahhh baby, thats my boy<br /><br />The nemesis is found early on<br />Bri attempted a bit of turf removal, the big off down the back 4 corner, & he turns the Mustang round in a circle! there's all sorts of chaos going on, cars are going off into the grass left right & centre, as not too T bone him<br />OMG!!! HOLD ON.... for the rest of the weekend he’s not as quick around THAT corner<br /><br />So Jaime thinks, I will not be out done by My Daddy<br /><br />If Dad can spin his baby around then so can I, BUT even better<br /><br />I’ll do it coming onto the home straight, after carving through the field, passing 3 cars on my way through, to be leading the pack at Number 8 corner & with the checkered flag in sight.</div><div><div><br /><div>He does a 360 spin!! almost, if he had mounted the bank! colliding with a group of marshalls, now it’s his turn to relinquish the lead<br /><br /><strong>Sunday 28 February</strong><br /><br />Bri ran with number 35<br />Jaime with Number 62<br /><br />There’s was no time for fond reminiscing, with family & friends, the pace was fast, with 2 drivers in the one car, there really wasn’t a moment to stop<br />They had cars racing on the Track, cars in the staging lanes & cars waiting on the dummy grid, so they were able to get 5 timed runs each<br /><br />I was able to relinquish some of my pit duty’s as Zoe took on the load, like a duck to wáter, changing the boys transponders (lap timer) covering numbers, coffee maker & general dogs body<br /><br />She even became team manager at times!! with tips on braking etc etc!<br />I, on the other hand found it quite daunting, when she tells Daddy to brake later at the end of the SHORT main straight!!<br />Hey love I think, they are already barreling down there at abt 190ks & deep breaking into the turn, trying to leave their feet off the brake for as long as they dare!!! </div><div>Don't encourage them to be fulhardy!<br /><br />But I will give her that, it worked well, I admit</div><br /><div>The slicks did their job & had great cornering grip<br /><br />Bris 4th time out, he was on a mission & was trying to find his Groove ....<br />Oh decisions decisions, The Apex, The center of the apron, Staying close to the wall, or as Far away from the wall as possible, or On the ripple strip or Not??????<br /><br />Fuel used 60 litres, with 15 runs<br /><br />Brian Jaime<br />46.630 50.526<br />47.160 46.515<br />46.199 47.194<br />47.418 45.986<br />46.370 45.866<br /><a name="supersprints"></a><br />Great day, but pissed off my son was quicker than me!! LOL, he shares on the way home<br />But I will put it down to to youth, he says<br />The older I get, the faster I was<br /><br />Give it away!!! & become team owner & sponser!!!! NO WAY!!! darling<br />You still are the winner in my world<br /><br />All in all an excellent days racing with a very big effort put in, & great to be able to share it with members of the Family<br /><br />What did you say?<br />Oils aint oil,<br />Ahh now she has a nasty oil leak in the brake master cylander & with the fluid being $112 per litre this will be fixed pronto as this is, liquid gold a dripping!</div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-76468661795849436652010-02-28T16:50:00.000-08:002010-02-28T17:12:52.117-08:00Quick Fix!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6f5JYei73qcyMnla2d6jimYRrL7ulX1hDncq-t7zm7whiHw8RqpudURFDJ-AVp8Xon53qREbJnDC1hMmJGhnEMTWaGhZbpDd2KjpkeBq7lDb0YRVpw_lIPJ1xyq1D-vPEGLsUIzTogV_/s1600-h/116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443467034044526690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6f5JYei73qcyMnla2d6jimYRrL7ulX1hDncq-t7zm7whiHw8RqpudURFDJ-AVp8Xon53qREbJnDC1hMmJGhnEMTWaGhZbpDd2KjpkeBq7lDb0YRVpw_lIPJ1xyq1D-vPEGLsUIzTogV_/s400/116.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>November 2009</div><br /><div><br />Off for a ride goes the Pinepac Mustang, taking a wee ride up in the air on the hoist<br /><br />It was the diff & not the axel!<br /><br />Bri pulled out the axel & it was in perfect condition, pleased now we didn’t ring to get one of the boys to bring up the spare axel off the bench! & bring it to Noosa<br /><br />The Mechanic, aka Bri found a pile of metal shavings at the bottom of the axel housing!<br /><br />A broken Spool was the culprit!<br /><br />& for people like me with a bit less knowledge on how this works, It effectively locks the diff, so both wheels turn at the same speed all the time<br />So it seems my Bri tore the spline that turns the axel & if the terminology isn’t quite right for you Rev heads reading this out there, get over it, this is my blog!<br />Will I ever get my head around all this car stuff?<br /><br />It seems he tore that sucker right out the middle of the spool!<br />How on earth? Yes you may very well ask, as I did<br />“I could have been running to much negative camber on the back axel or just too many hill climbs with sharp corners which in turn put to much strain on the spool”<br />ARG! I see!!!<br /><br />“Just pop down the street & buy a new spool now”! says I<br />Not that easy to find I can tell you<br />Now the phone calls, internet searches, the head scratching begins, because the diff is an Atlas, out of a 3 ltr GT Capri made in the late 70’s, not an easy task to find<br /><br />Finally he rings Ken Hooper in NZ, the Group A Mustang expert & ex Pine Pac Racing Mechanic, who built the car in 1985 & rebuilt in 2006 & upon asking where he got the spools from Ken replied, he had made them<br />I can see the next thing will be the old spool & spare axel will be taking a wee holiday across the pond to NZ, so Ken can make us a new one!!<br />& yes I was right<br />that is just where it is heading, all wrapped in bubble wrap<br /><br />In the interim, as a quick fix, Bri took the spool out of the spare diff & took it to Ozzie diffs to set up. Four hours later & another $50 of diff oil, Bri has the new spool in place<br />Hopefully this baby holds together, as yet to try! </div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-90051740093804664562010-02-18T05:06:00.000-08:002010-02-18T13:35:47.446-08:00"You Play, you Pay"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCynAR_pibWJWcrIcAL8wRmPYLBFzwi_0H00c3w166SxELfC7v0jYjZErW7xp5sA3iUOs9I0_Vkqvnx3G38ucfzR9SdSa9s96H3efHv1Db6It3P1-JMzROxBtV-KiCV-UQ8_d80aDC4j40/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439571354689839554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCynAR_pibWJWcrIcAL8wRmPYLBFzwi_0H00c3w166SxELfC7v0jYjZErW7xp5sA3iUOs9I0_Vkqvnx3G38ucfzR9SdSa9s96H3efHv1Db6It3P1-JMzROxBtV-KiCV-UQ8_d80aDC4j40/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Friday the 13th Nov 2009, 6am & we are on road heading for “The Hill” to the 12th annual running of Historic Noosa Hill Climb<br />Off to the National Park, up the picturesque, Gyndier Drive at, Tewantin, regarded is one of Australia’s premier hill climb courses & after walking the 1.5 ks up this baby, I agree wholeheartedly, 14 right, left, right, left, turns, I can see the weekend is going to be loaded with lots of thrills and spills!<br /><br />Even though we were doing the speed limit towards town<br />I could hear the longgggg line of cars say behind us, “Joy of joys” as we come to the 2 lane part of the highway<br />Engines racing, tyres screeching & so the hordes rushed past us!</div><br /><div>All too early we hit the Gateway congestion of traffic & we come to a halt!<br />So much so for leaving early enough to escape this, not early enough it seems!<br />Luckily within 15mins, we are again rolling happily along with no more hold ups<br /><br />The day looks very overcast!<br />Radio forecaster says, a mainly fine weekend, wonderful<br />But wait they have now changed their minds!<br />Showers expected, with storms!!!<br />ahh discussion ensures</div><br /><div>But fear not we are prepared; we have the wet weather tyres at the ready on the tyre rack, if needed<br />The sky looks very like the dust storm of last month!<br />The radio reports “A smoke haze over the city from small fires around Noosa!!”<br />Yeah right! just where we are heading!<br />“Visibility is down from 8ks from 20ks”<br />Yea Gods & little fishes!!<br />We arrive, set up camp & familiarise ourselves with our surroundings, then head for the air-conditioned comfort of our Unit<br /><br />Saturday dawned bright & sunny & warm, ohhh soooo warm<br />More than 165 cars were entered & nearly 10,000 spectators lined the road over the two days to see some of the world’s oldest & most valuable cars do battle<br />Thrills & Spills were right with more than a few crashes, but after all it’s a professional motorsport event,” so what more do you expect<br />It wasn’t all smooth sailing though with a couple of the vintage cars coming off second best after accidents, thankfully no one badly hurt<br />A Ferrari & a jag, & a RX7 to just name a few, either took a detour off the side of the mountain!!! or into the wall<br /><br />Bri was running with number 18 so was one of the first starters, he managed to get in 4 runs, the sighting run was 75 & the last run of the day was 72</div><br /><div>Ohh this is looking pretty good!</div><br /><div>“Darling you need to be not quite so much the crowd pleaser at take off, with all that smok’in, sreetch’n tyre shit, you lost valuable seconds with that ” I tell him</div><br /><div>The Mustang, being a race car & not road registered, had to wait up the top of the mountain until there were 20 or so cars ready to come back down the track together</div><br /><div>During the last run down of the day he thought he heard 2 loud bangs!! </div><div><br />He backs into our pit area with some difficulty, on his return down the mountain, wheel spinning with one tyre!!<br />He's head down bum up under the rear end of the car for some time, BUT!! all seemed well!<br /><br />Oh & did I mention the Group A Pinepac Mustang Touring car! in that total of, Thrills & Spills, previously? </div><br /><div>No?? </div><br /><div>Well add it to that total! now!!<br />The big bang was something after all<br /><br />The weekend came to a depressing conclusión!<br /><br />She wheel spun on the way to fuel up, for the first run of Sunday morning!<br />I had to climb out & help push her up an incline, 2 Gallant Gentleman rushed to my assistance</div><br /><div>Bri just said a few choice words! & drove straight back to our pit!!<br /><br />Either a broken Axel or a broken diff!!!<br />Thus cancelling out another good days racing! </div><br /><div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-72755680923285604782009-11-16T11:52:00.000-08:002009-11-16T12:08:19.570-08:00A Different Kind of Oil Leak<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGsMFjRottfcEhusR4X0ACGkNzcyGGynZDZR5fivNax9666rgIHiaP-ejFKF1Hs3l-uCX-V_Kju_fXSW8C1l0XLzxkMQv7FskwKz6hxR2frRn4jT6fHF-VInYZ6_dO6N7TS3XC8_9iLiA/s1600/071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404794760341430546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGsMFjRottfcEhusR4X0ACGkNzcyGGynZDZR5fivNax9666rgIHiaP-ejFKF1Hs3l-uCX-V_Kju_fXSW8C1l0XLzxkMQv7FskwKz6hxR2frRn4jT6fHF-VInYZ6_dO6N7TS3XC8_9iLiA/s400/071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1tt1u9RoH4WdRm_z357zb8L9Qa8zAnko5gO7DkH_fJY5WO8oRvRBxQmThuHdP6fKF-wh1L1ROsDes8-3EAslUBdnTHl4l3OOzSlqNw6oyXyF8bqqn-JmJ1oIymqSY5bJYcAEcQGOjzcPz/s1600/070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404794756397587090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1tt1u9RoH4WdRm_z357zb8L9Qa8zAnko5gO7DkH_fJY5WO8oRvRBxQmThuHdP6fKF-wh1L1ROsDes8-3EAslUBdnTHl4l3OOzSlqNw6oyXyF8bqqn-JmJ1oIymqSY5bJYcAEcQGOjzcPz/s400/070.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Good grief...I swear, I know now ....“Oils aint oils”<br /><br />There are bloody black oils, red transmission fluid, pink or red power steering oily shit</div><br /><div>Purple differential fluid, coolant fluid which could be! green, yellowish or reddish with a faint, sweet smell </div><br /><div>There is heavy light tan or black gear oil, brake fluid or as we have here shock absorber oil<br /><br />& then there is ... Is it a drip, a seep or a leak or even a slow seepage, </div><br /><div>I have heard it all, the whole debate </div><br /><div>Yeah I know this conversation has come up before! </div><div>dripping oil wrapped in strips of torn cloth!!! </div><br /><div>All I know is yes I have noticed it, darling !</div><br /><div>I have noticed the smoke, smelt the burning odour caused by the oil seeping onto the hot engine or from coming into contact with hot exhaust parts, yes indeed & yes I have mentioned this before I know, </div><div>but this is my blog & I will rave as much as I see fit! </div><br /><div>Why is it gaskets continue to leak oil?<br />All very frustrating if you don't find & correct the source of the problem<br /></div><div>To date! We have had<br /><br />Diff spewing oil @ 2 different times, one pinion seal, 2 diff axel seals<br />2 engine oil coolers<br />a leaking oil catch tank<br />a brake fluid reservoir leak<br /><br />Now it’s the Koni Shocks turn @ $I000 each to replace, thankfully only 2 seals were needed $200 dollars!<br /></div><div>Hmmm....what next??? me thinks!<br /><br />ahhhhhhhhhh & now we have it dear readers, looks like we have a wee Engine sump oil leak????? Enough said </div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-73782232992180311412009-08-30T15:41:00.000-07:002009-08-30T16:13:06.558-07:00Historic Leyburn Sprints around the Houses, 15 & 16 August<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoa_gIfHSXhzMv7gXvgPFvFPtRSddNK7mQAMSjjh0u2WgBXAWD02zEKx9-UtXXSpr9YUC6ZnCeYUiAI3GhsFJ7szQRV3LbwTSTFIwz9ZR3GKxJUO25ENr5Cxq_Jmq7501YMPBFqVI9fWcI/s1600-h/126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375897890036911714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoa_gIfHSXhzMv7gXvgPFvFPtRSddNK7mQAMSjjh0u2WgBXAWD02zEKx9-UtXXSpr9YUC6ZnCeYUiAI3GhsFJ7szQRV3LbwTSTFIwz9ZR3GKxJUO25ENr5Cxq_Jmq7501YMPBFqVI9fWcI/s400/126.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4IHlpNJM9TjdMm-2D1HZVUQdkEtLQTpjtxg9E-JgGPRZSYsaqMtoRHnllMs9BuluCHKOtmpwPB1WDg9NSwWRku8SkL2sM8QOzJb1WDX2moRC1VPWgVe6VuoRBcrkRWVL414EbNk90XsV2/s1600-h/DSC08631.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375897876736445586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4IHlpNJM9TjdMm-2D1HZVUQdkEtLQTpjtxg9E-JgGPRZSYsaqMtoRHnllMs9BuluCHKOtmpwPB1WDg9NSwWRku8SkL2sM8QOzJb1WDX2moRC1VPWgVe6VuoRBcrkRWVL414EbNk90XsV2/s400/DSC08631.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ahhhhhh....the beauty of a gorgeous Friday morning when one has a long weekend off to go historic racing.<br />Friday 14 August, 7.15am, promises to be bright & clear with the mist wafting in waves across the dams as we pass.<br /><br /><div><div><div>We are heading off to the 14th annual Leyburn Sprints to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the running of the Australian Grand Prix, which was run at the nearby Clifton airfield circuit.<br />We will help to swell Leyburn’s population of around 300 to become 2 of the 15,000 fans and competitors expected.<br />We never did make the trek down to the coast to the airport to stock up on the avgas, so we now have to make the detour to Ipswich to pick it up, $67.00 for 20 litres</div><br /><div>We head out the Warrigal Hwy, turn off at Gatton & wend our way up & over a landscape dominated by rolling hills! covered by pastures of many different veg’s & grain crops, towards Ma Ma creek</div><br /><div>Lord give me strength! </div><br /><div>We dilly & dally our way to the top of the summit of the Great Dividing Range with its spectacular views</div><br /><div>We brave the 3 metre bitchamin road, i.e. wide enough for one car in one direction, the one lane bridges, the side track ahead signs, to name but a few of thee delights that we encounted<br />Past herds of cattle, rusty old woolsheds & abandoned houses & other scattered remnants from a bygone era of early settlement </div><br /><div>Tom tom, sat nav, really did do us proud this time, NOT! </div><br /><div>But on a positive note, it was places we had never been to before, & this is what this is all abt, the “Feeding of Our Souls” before they float sky high & our worn out bodies are 6 foot under</div><br /><div>OMG!!! HOLD ON.... </div><br /><div>Yes indeedy the brakes on the trailer do indeed work, as Bri makes a sudden stop! </div><div>They locked up as smoke belches from the tyres leaving behind beading! </div><br /><div>F off all you meandering cattle!!! </div><br /><div>...I am brave and strong and courageous....... breath in, exhale out! </div><br /><div>Across to the New England Highway through Clifton we travel, at 11.10am we hit Leyburn, winch the Mustang off & unhitch the trailer & set up our spot for the weekend</div><br /><div>1pm Bri takes the car off to scrutineering, where they find a missing weld in the roll cage! Between the top of the bar & the roof!<br />“Must get that welded mate”!<br />Yeah right!<br />Ahhhh how? </div><br /><div>Still, I am sure my hero will find a way to rectify this matter in time; still it didn’t stop getting the baby out on the track, which was the main thing</div><br /><div>We walked the track, darling a bit dubious when he saw the size of the stones in the road, “I’mmmm, I can see the paint tin will be getting a work out when we return home” he says Luckily darling had foreseen what these stones do & had previously adhered a thin layer of foam to the underside of the front mud guards to stop dents</div><br /><div>Not so lucky were a lot of the other once pristine cars that on the Sunday arvo were peppered with dents & dings! to the top of their guards! </div><br /><div>We then enjoyed a beer & a few rum & cokes in the sun at Leyburn's only pub owned by former Bronco Shane Webcke<br />Then off we drove to find the Cunningham highway to Warrick to our hotel</div><br /><div>Saturday morning at 6.30am we leave Warrick & travelled the 45mins to Leyburn past frost laden fields which sparkled & glittered like crystals as the sun dawned, the Granite Belt indeed living up to its name of being one of the coolest parts of Queensland, breathe taking to see</div><br /><div>As he drives, Darlings mind is always on the job & works out the plan for the day, “I’ll take it easy for the first 2 runs, until the road & tyres warm up“ should be ok after lunch to let loose” </div><br /><div>Oh yeah that has so put me at ease!! </div><br /><div>The car is still tucked up where we left it, luckily not a layer of ice on that baby, as so many others had that had been left in the open air</div><br /><div>The 7.30am drivers briefing saw breathes of vapour & frozen lip gloss gasp as the Marshall said “stay away from the hay, each one weighs 600ks a piece, it’s like hitting a kangaroo,<br />Yea Gods & little fishes! </div><br /><div>At 8.30am Leyburn sprints is off & running, 1100m closed street circuit winding its way around the houses</div><br /><div>I’m off to rub noses with the Motor Racing greats, Dick & Steven Johnson, & yes indeed the aging autograph hunter, aka me, will again be armed with her paint pen, as these 2 men are yet to be hunted down & capture by my camera</div><br /><div>Three!!! attempts later & the assurance I am not a stalker & I have a photo of Dick & I<br /><br />Bri gets in 4 runs today<br />1.16.21 - 1.07.71 - 1.06.76 - 1.05.12<br />Big Boy, you are Smokin!<br /><br />Sunday dawns & it's freakin' cold here, the scene was set for another nail-biting lap around “the houses” on this cold, zero Sunday morn!</div><br /><div>We again attend the drivers briefing, again misty breaths are coming out of nostrils & mouths like smoke! </div><br /><div>But like yesterday, again the day soon heats up & jackets, scarves & gloves are stripped off<br /><br />Bri gets 3 runs today, each run knocking off seconds<br />1.05.73 - 1.04.77 - 1.03.96<br /><br />Bloody hell!<br />Bri! 1.03.96 - Tricky Dicky!! 1.03. 87 & Steven! 1.05.26<br /><br />But in their defence, Dick & Steven did do a bit of drifting at times, & left so much rubber on the road tyres had to be replaced!<br /><br />Shhhhhhhh...don't tell him, but I did witness the Squeal of Bri’s tyres a few times in his search of the right grove! This just may have slowed him down!<br /><br />The most sort after Leyburn rock trophy (second in his category) sits amongst the others in the shed, to be gazed upon lovingly at times </div><br /><div>Well done sweetheart, you are indeed my Hero xx</div></div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-82288878368455384642009-07-04T17:22:00.000-07:002009-07-04T17:42:52.817-07:00Go Fast or be Passed!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxwV_9QAJA8LtPA5FtVMfxH_kc6zkZe7Na6ssqCT2ovM9KTMVunFLBo2AnbkO4N_N9XTjcH0bJ1UInhFSuvopUBGtynw02gUdVXi6gWD9zK4JDyfWL0omt4Rb0hxBLDCC6o7czPhagv3nQ/s1600-h/IMG_7693+professional+Production+Photography.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354768521044154450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxwV_9QAJA8LtPA5FtVMfxH_kc6zkZe7Na6ssqCT2ovM9KTMVunFLBo2AnbkO4N_N9XTjcH0bJ1UInhFSuvopUBGtynw02gUdVXi6gWD9zK4JDyfWL0omt4Rb0hxBLDCC6o7czPhagv3nQ/s400/IMG_7693+professional+Production+Photography.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATWRz0sTRF4_-vQULlp5kO6ZZ-PF21aoKs_RVJGYOv7byuuuwxx69aQQCGVi6Kas22ECpImm1QTm-GJymQfNt-3sGRSmBSOy5n5hA9J155H7K5AK8280awfqEJV5AJzwFSIKTmET4-2bE/s1600-h/IMG_6374.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354768515765635682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATWRz0sTRF4_-vQULlp5kO6ZZ-PF21aoKs_RVJGYOv7byuuuwxx69aQQCGVi6Kas22ECpImm1QTm-GJymQfNt-3sGRSmBSOy5n5hA9J155H7K5AK8280awfqEJV5AJzwFSIKTmET4-2bE/s400/IMG_6374.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTNiOlWQyGG0N37xcFUnVDciGFmfk7kZzPpD4NcBDKNvPkBtL0WsAxsgmVEe5YaGPjjae2DKTgv8-jg-vUMcPYuPF2rjWWz1pVNbT2h3JthA2BikFCfbB-wRSX2Mt8fWTuhEhDMPKc4q4z/s1600-h/078.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354768511540256114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTNiOlWQyGG0N37xcFUnVDciGFmfk7kZzPpD4NcBDKNvPkBtL0WsAxsgmVEe5YaGPjjae2DKTgv8-jg-vUMcPYuPF2rjWWz1pVNbT2h3JthA2BikFCfbB-wRSX2Mt8fWTuhEhDMPKc4q4z/s400/078.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYX_0oEODUJIg4P0SuF_kMWvT7kSvzzY-LImlPesJ_EFXlV2AGewRpH5nG8AcWvzxb9ySKXyXTf74uHlOAE8qJR8tKrpWQAGDH4lNbUzucmNsKcIZGOmFpXKOVk7R-TD5fc0PxaR5FtL97/s1600-h/077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354768504121639250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYX_0oEODUJIg4P0SuF_kMWvT7kSvzzY-LImlPesJ_EFXlV2AGewRpH5nG8AcWvzxb9ySKXyXTf74uHlOAE8qJR8tKrpWQAGDH4lNbUzucmNsKcIZGOmFpXKOVk7R-TD5fc0PxaR5FtL97/s400/077.jpg" border="0" /></a> First 2 Photos taken by: Troy King, Professional Production Photography</div><div><br /><div></div><div>First they started with a warm up lap</div><br /><div>Then lined up on the grid for a photo shoot for Shannon’s PR, then it was out for 20mins demonstration on the track from a rolling start </div><br /><div>He & his comrade-in-arms, Peter Woods, in his Black VK Commodore Croup A Touring Car, both agreed that this was the high light of the weekend, being asked to run in the Lunch time track demonstration session with the big guns</div><div></div><div>Along, with Bri’s hero car, the ex-Dick Johnson’s No.17, Bryan Burt Falcon Hard Top, was</div><div>The late Ian 'Pete' Geoghegan, 1965 Mustang, which Pete drove to win 68 races from 74 starts, which was driven by, Shannon,s Queensland Business Development Manager, Phil Ross</div><div>The ex-John French Falcon XC Hard Top</div><div>The orange 1970, 302 Boss Mustang pace car & the ex-Bob Morris XD Falcon sedan driven by ex-V8 super car Driver Craig Harris, plus other racing muscle cars</div><div></div><div>Last but not by any means least, ex-V8 super car driver & with 7 Bathurst victories under his belt to name but a few, Jimmy Richards</div><div>A fellow Kiwi who Bri followed to Race meetings back in NZ in the late 60’s & early 70’s, who drove the Red & White Winfield racing Holden</div><br /><div>This weekend was value for money, $185 early bird special, lots of track time & experience, with the beasty guzzling through 75 litres of fuel </div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-86358265713942643082009-07-04T00:10:00.000-07:002009-07-04T00:42:05.766-07:00“Another day of sprints for you & your car versus the timekeeper”<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jJrnPGFaezS8ZcQPzMkn4aOKKDHSJHJ6ywQS_tOfajlBg0y-igWiuzuiX5y9AufARI6HsoAIPH4SwvawQG9L2hYFFfN70nIupalXjJYvINVmyvqjNKT_A_H3MfUX0_gZ30cChqpnR4Ka/s1600-h/041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354506511068773538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jJrnPGFaezS8ZcQPzMkn4aOKKDHSJHJ6ywQS_tOfajlBg0y-igWiuzuiX5y9AufARI6HsoAIPH4SwvawQG9L2hYFFfN70nIupalXjJYvINVmyvqjNKT_A_H3MfUX0_gZ30cChqpnR4Ka/s400/041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVObMgM6WaPl4Df3fJUiUFjmnddNeFcaxNglpApwBYudcwhFhcpaKXPpQK_CxGKum9uzvnMgVWAFAPg_5cOR1Zokm-hYBbzm-9FnJwkw_i-A_HONi2mafIJXXdB2y80BgaCdhKo9zrjVkL/s1600-h/040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354505609194408626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVObMgM6WaPl4Df3fJUiUFjmnddNeFcaxNglpApwBYudcwhFhcpaKXPpQK_CxGKum9uzvnMgVWAFAPg_5cOR1Zokm-hYBbzm-9FnJwkw_i-A_HONi2mafIJXXdB2y80BgaCdhKo9zrjVkL/s400/040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Sunday 28th June 2009<br />The start of day 2 of the Shannon’s shootout!<br /><br /></div><div><div>A beautiful sunny day dawns, we leave a bit later as we woke without the alarm, which is always a good feeling</div><br /><br /><div>The first 6 laps goes ahead without mishap... 2 hours later he’s off for the 2nd outing of the morning</div><br /><div>The car feels great.... Power on down to turn 1.... up to turn 2 .....breaking hard then back on the gas... along the 600m back straight.... the car runs strong... ready to corner down through the dipper..... OH SHIT....</div><br /><div>A mowing we will go!!!! </div><div> </div><div>We really are so in sync; it is soooo true that many years together you grow oh so very alike! </div><br /><div>I like to keep a tidy property, 1 1/4 acres mowed weekly & depending on how fast the grass grows, sometimes twice weekly! </div><br /><div>He likes to keep track side well manicured also it seems</div><br /><div>Along the 600m back straight a car is up his arse! </div><br /><div>From where I was I could barely see daylight between them, I kid you not</div><br /><div>I knew exactly what was going to happen from the onslaught of Bri not allowing him to pass him on Dick Johnson straight. </div><div> </div><div>Just prior to the corner, I knew then the race was well & truly on!<br />There was no way in hell he was going to let him get passed him & while I’m at it!! Who in the hell had moved that witches hat which had become Bris breaking point after turn 2!<br /><br />So my man decides, even when racing to take a wee detour, </div><br /><div>He reckons some attention is needed at the dipper area so he makes a sideway manoeuvre to give it a quick slash on flight</div><br /><div>I of course witnessed all this; all I can see is abt 2 inches of the roof of the car down in the dip. </div><br /><div>I rejoiced at that as it could have been the wheels I was viewing</div><br /><div>By this time I swear I could hardly breathe, but I was calm as I had an audience beside me</div><br /><div>I was brought up old school; "never make a spectacle of yourself Pamela"</div><br /><div>Breath, exhale, Breath, exhale, </div><br /><div>FUCK that was my husband!! Mother would have been turning in her Grave at that point! </div><br /><div>Thankfully after what seemed like an age the red flag comes out & Bri is pushed out of the mud & hostilities resume, he is off & racing once again</div><br /><div>Now, after the mud slide incident, other wives might have been excited at this point, but no not me, I am the panicker or so my kids tell me, & in my mind what I see isn't my man gallantly riding into battle once again, I see a possibility of bumps & scrapes, crashes & risk, I am terrified once again<br /><br />The Queensland Raceway site says "If your pride and joy, your passion, has wheels and horsepower its time you brought it out to play. </div><div>Cotton balls are all well and good but if you want to get the real deal you have to use it the way it was built to be & how right they are, you do not have to put your car at risk. </div><div>If half the roads were as safe as Queensland Raceway it would halve the road toll. </div><div>Your car was meant to be driven and you owe it to the people who designed it, and built it, to show what it can do – safely"<br /><br />How right they are, day 2 & we only have a bit of mud & bits of grass hanging foul!</div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-28773567961991663122009-07-03T21:03:00.000-07:002009-07-03T21:12:56.787-07:00Qld raceway Shannon’s Sports & Muscle Car ShowdownPhoto by<br />Professional Production Photography<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vwtUE3ucXticamwQ9TN75OX_jlFqEwWkoluv8TttRv7xkDPlQuqYkIMj5Ukp2bbO97GSdDJJEC_NRCxpy0Ae7fKSfqFhRX8Ybd1gP4g6ebN6jUXnP2IqfPAlcXE4BH0kfproSqGJg1Bh/s1600-h/IMG_6365+professional+Production+Photography.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354451226536552434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vwtUE3ucXticamwQ9TN75OX_jlFqEwWkoluv8TttRv7xkDPlQuqYkIMj5Ukp2bbO97GSdDJJEC_NRCxpy0Ae7fKSfqFhRX8Ybd1gP4g6ebN6jUXnP2IqfPAlcXE4BH0kfproSqGJg1Bh/s400/IMG_6365+professional+Production+Photography.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Saturday 27th June 2009<br /><br />As a hint of early morning light peeks through the wooden blinds, she slowly climbs out of her warm comfortable bed.<br />She can hear him outside on the patio, patting the dog, lighting his fag & slurping his coffee, over the idling engine of the mustang.<br />With a heavy heart & hesitant footsteps, she forces herself to make way to the shower, then dresses, wanders out into the still dark morning, & forces herself to face her fate for this weekend –<br />Two days of adrenalin at The Shannon’s Sports & Muscle Car Showdown.<br /><br />He was thoughtful enough to say, do you want to stay home.<br />Thankyou darling, but no, there is no way in which I am going to take the chance of missing any moment of significance as I wait patiently, camera in hand … What were our Vows.. To death do us part<br /><br />We are off, 5.55am & black as pitch, & a brisk 6 degrees, blinded by the glare from the headlights off the rain puddles on the road!<br />Then to top it off, further on down the track the fog rolls on in!<br /><br />Saving Grace, NO wipers needed.<br />What was that I just said, 15mins away from the venue rain! Wipers on!<br /><br />The weather discussion starts, slicks? yes, no, maybe, & then a glimmer of hope, as my Granny always said if you can see a handkerchief sized patch of blue in the sky, then the weather will be fine, & there it was, & yes indeed she was right<br /><br />We unload the Mustang, the wet weather tyres in case needed, the fuel etc etc & took the car & trailer to the car park, in minutes we were all sorted & erected the cover amid the quagmire the ground had become overnight.<br /><br />Bri then attended the drivers meeting, they stressed how slippery the track will be with all the water lying through the dipper area,<br />“keep off the green & stay on the black stuff! if you get on the green, grab your passport, as you will end up in some foreign country & in this weather you are likely to hit the wall”, yeah right, just what I wanted to hear!<br /><br />Back to our paddock area where darling jacks the car up, he's now decided to run with the rear sway bar off, thankfully this was completed with no mishap & the sprint began<br /><br />The new tyres are duly noted by Mr John English<br /><br />Clubman Circuit 2.11 km<br />Practice - 1:13<br />Best time – 1:08Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-47600591991613217192009-07-03T20:32:00.000-07:002009-07-03T21:25:03.582-07:00SPEED COSTS MONEY, HOW FAST DO YOU WANT TO GO?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmDyrQzUzlPdzNqnNBYhdeinMBiRvens7daw1GUcn-NscNvPwNwtsA_1QFQYKfGm6FN_dQDrVy7XSFUfGssEODTfD2uU7arKwgqXUpT9cLRRaSuU8JYsOInFSxeRQw4rEgMgCHc1yk_YLS/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354456067068428642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmDyrQzUzlPdzNqnNBYhdeinMBiRvens7daw1GUcn-NscNvPwNwtsA_1QFQYKfGm6FN_dQDrVy7XSFUfGssEODTfD2uU7arKwgqXUpT9cLRRaSuU8JYsOInFSxeRQw4rEgMgCHc1yk_YLS/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Thank you MR Glen Seton & MR John English, NOT!!<br />As one really must buy new tyres particularly when the fact is mentioned that new ones are paramount by 2 Racing Drivers at 2 different times!<br /><br />It’s a tuff call as to who’s advice to take when buying new slicks, & when this advice has been personally given, & even worse, when you will see them both again<br /><br />One recommended,<br />Hoosiers “Tyres designed for champions”<br />& the other Pirelli Tyres “Mates rates”<br /><br />Worn tyres or the wrong choice of tyre, means the difference between losing & winning<br />Or the staying on the track or the running out of control & off it,<br />ahh that would be into the mud! but that is another story!!<br />so this thought process is no mean feat<br /><br />In dry weather, 'slicks' are used<br />Slick tyres have no tread, thus giving the tyres maximum surface area in contact with the road to grip most effectively on a dry road surface, so the man says<br /><br />So you can imagine my deleimer when the courier arrived with the tyres & they had grooves!!!! in my mind grooves mean tread!!<br /><br />In my defence the Dunlop’s we were running were a non grooved slick<br /><br />My man just grins that indulgent grin, at me, which seems to appear when I have a blond moment<br /><br />Lots of humming & haring & tooing & froing & the new bags are....<br /><br />Hoosiers, size 275 45 16. A6<br />Got to be good as also run by the Pinepac 1 car & by the Biante drivers<br /><br />Cost $1860<br />We have yet to see how well these babies’s perform</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-82889876497127694222009-06-07T19:49:00.001-07:002009-06-07T20:10:11.804-07:00The climb-Up & Down the Mountain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAE1sxYCow3H7d7onVTPvtdM3zOiclteA6gIDNGvgJhW0E5agU6Ua5J0tvxPo3PwgQEAzbXVblnx5KFQkauXx6rZczElo2dOlncAcwmLOiRLDPRtXN7Irufz9CUu3OQ-Kdn1Ybh4Z45a4/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344788617194255906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAE1sxYCow3H7d7onVTPvtdM3zOiclteA6gIDNGvgJhW0E5agU6Ua5J0tvxPo3PwgQEAzbXVblnx5KFQkauXx6rZczElo2dOlncAcwmLOiRLDPRtXN7Irufz9CUu3OQ-Kdn1Ybh4Z45a4/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpfSdVDgtdTtdhj3CmReDT5m3Vz3Tj_S9wSfPAFihh0aYqXaJugzceZNdmUiHfoh0v2QufXXkStcrGQHgFQJO5NVIz0_vCscQ42XIy591-oqYgcXaANCPlQ0XSfJ4cS4IreNnIaRuS9o4/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344788615540352642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpfSdVDgtdTtdhj3CmReDT5m3Vz3Tj_S9wSfPAFihh0aYqXaJugzceZNdmUiHfoh0v2QufXXkStcrGQHgFQJO5NVIz0_vCscQ42XIy591-oqYgcXaANCPlQ0XSfJ4cS4IreNnIaRuS9o4/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbsBSA97HlLDqboa1gTTGHFBcwcj8UFrJVR9utUQFsMJh1E-mfwqSvVD_MpLSQ3dRY22f6wbvw2O4HBi7xgjh5Re7UMGTfkIa0Rj2y0ELF5qNfegzEuJOsj45espcru3TVgg0wi-ZTggQ/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344788611100721442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbsBSA97HlLDqboa1gTTGHFBcwcj8UFrJVR9utUQFsMJh1E-mfwqSvVD_MpLSQ3dRY22f6wbvw2O4HBi7xgjh5Re7UMGTfkIa0Rj2y0ELF5qNfegzEuJOsj45espcru3TVgg0wi-ZTggQ/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I wake on Sunday & rushed to peek out of the window, the day was cloudless halleluiah was the catch cry!<br /><br />Today’s adrenaline rush comes from day 3 up Mt Coot-tha<br />A bit of a bonus as we arrive, since we are soooo very early again 6.3Oam Bri was allowed to drive us into the Pit area via around the track.<br />I’mmm I was thinking, I wish he hadn’t done that, I am really much better being oblivious to a lot of this business!<br />Looked very daunting all these concrete barriers, & chicanes<br />& “shouldn’t there be lots more towers of tyres there at that corner Bri? “ How in the hell they get around this skinny road doing the speeds they do & not hit anything! Is beyond me<br /><br />The first run of the day sees a car come back on the back of a truck, with its bonnet all smashed in!<br />I’mmm this reassures me a lot, not!!<br />Reality check too for man with avgas in his veins & he says “I might rethink my strategies & back this baby off abit” “I don’t really want to come back that way” Praise the Lord, thinks I<br /><br />Jaime, Zoe & Josh arrive in time for his second run, & because there was another hold up on the track, they were able to make the trek up the hill to the start, with time to spare<br />Bri & I then walked up to meet them & enjoyed the racing, narrowly beating death I might add, by a red fly away bonnet, which thankfully flew city side, I kid you not!<br /><br />The hunt was on & I found Jim Richards & got my photo & shirt signed, Bri then did the same & had a chat with him, as Jimmy remembered the Pinepac Mustang from early race meeting in NZ<br /><br />Two runs today, the first 72.20 then 68.10<br />Shame I can’t get a 3rd in he says, still a bit slow on the uphill take off. Shame I can’t put a V8 in the Mustang<br />“why” I stupidly ask<br />“It takes horsepower to accelerate weight & to push a hole in the air” says he<br />"You're joking, surely!"<br />Then I remember he can’t, due to the fact it’s a historic race car & it has to be original.<br /><br />Winning is overrated, the only time it is really important is in surgery & war. ~Al McGuire<br /><br />Oh ball’s! Mr Al McGuire, only you would say that<br />The first prize Trophy in the Group A Touring car category stands happily next to the other in our shed</div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-77793188218451909932009-06-07T02:37:00.000-07:002009-06-07T20:14:26.429-07:00Saturday up the Mountain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDE-PGghH61fgSt3WjfOY0A94AW7K-2ct2ldhciUSRu4k49G7Zoa0oE9C4wEX1DCn78lWB7kAso9kpOXgePM2UERLxwmGnr1j0Cb4Ek-jO8PGNpV7nuLw04Nwp_Zmie7XBZlIguZBsvkSN/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344789647391085378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDE-PGghH61fgSt3WjfOY0A94AW7K-2ct2ldhciUSRu4k49G7Zoa0oE9C4wEX1DCn78lWB7kAso9kpOXgePM2UERLxwmGnr1j0Cb4Ek-jO8PGNpV7nuLw04Nwp_Zmie7XBZlIguZBsvkSN/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x4REEEgoDyecWtEgOK2h0oYJmkUeroSn4_FOOzsEbcszaWjTXvy-VsqwOkuBs2l93v_PRcQ83GrHgVWugMhSo0MeNlOSWQe8Q_gVBuVPKwJ5jIOdOUlPyYuXAiQFLsCD36PcZysAhM7p/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344519658444290562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x4REEEgoDyecWtEgOK2h0oYJmkUeroSn4_FOOzsEbcszaWjTXvy-VsqwOkuBs2l93v_PRcQ83GrHgVWugMhSo0MeNlOSWQe8Q_gVBuVPKwJ5jIOdOUlPyYuXAiQFLsCD36PcZysAhM7p/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLt1u-w3h4XhnFE1mNzcJeJfV4wEa7ASWCWiOalTxwFIbPdsA_09Etk9TXFelgEKowbb6F5WWWPoew6ELq2slX8VKTi_jlJvQ1hp_s23jpr_rRE8UtM97FiKc_h6un-98jNekLwfH__24/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344519654017194946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLt1u-w3h4XhnFE1mNzcJeJfV4wEa7ASWCWiOalTxwFIbPdsA_09Etk9TXFelgEKowbb6F5WWWPoew6ELq2slX8VKTi_jlJvQ1hp_s23jpr_rRE8UtM97FiKc_h6un-98jNekLwfH__24/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I slowly scan the gray horizon, carefully sizing up the clouds & within minutes we are off to what promises to be an action packed Mt Coot-tha Hill Climb </div><br /><div>To arrive with the camp all set up was an added bonus I must say<br />Before long I was relaxing awaiting the drivers briefing, whilst braving attacking funnel web spiders! & looming rain clouds, but we all know I am a woman of Faith & I knew the main man wouldn’t allow the torrential rain of the night before! & yes I was right </div><br /><div>Speed Racer arrives back from the sighting run with smoke bellowing forth from under the hood. The cause! dripping brake fluid from the brake reservoir onto the exhaust. Daddy is not a happy man , loosing $I2O a litre liquid! no don’t reread, you did read right $I2O.OO. </div><br /><div>Trusty son in law Stevie aka now newly elected head pit crew man, comes again to the rescue. </div><br /><div>Quick tip - Reservoir wrapped in strips of rag works well. </div><br /><div>I’m watching open mouthed, sadly, no amount of you’re joking, surely! they might burst into flames" was even acknowledged! </div><br /><div>I’m not getting any better at this nerve-racking racing business, I waited with baited breath until he returned safely, it was a 15min walk uphill to watch the start. Luckily I was able to see part of the downhill track from our camp. First timed run was 72.27</div><br /><div>The aging autograph hunter aka Me, did what she does best & hunted down John English, who had raced our car in 1986 at Surfers International raceway, due to the fact Wayne Anderson had the shits!! </div><div>No not really he had came down with food poisoning after a meal out prior to the race on the Sunday. </div><br /><div>John said he was passing everything on the track UNTIL the car began overheating, he was told to press on & did so, until he decided the temp was too high & he would blow the engine if he didn’t pit. </div><br /><div>This was a real thrill for us, he happily came over & signed the Mustangs bonnet for us, see photo above</div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-53419964961001235442009-06-07T00:34:00.000-07:002009-06-07T02:48:49.823-07:00The Coot-tha Classic Hill Climb<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnuzy6lcLbegIBNHQBCah7CPF8UTHgYESvF9WXUnfo3xpNUQXHaDefs0AItu4f4RSpP7v6-yQ9DagSDoTU-Zynm_ndZ_NayBDIb7c2Ivw6EMYXsK3u9isoNe8lW-wc8Vu4sjqunczSxjR8/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344520372755138674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnuzy6lcLbegIBNHQBCah7CPF8UTHgYESvF9WXUnfo3xpNUQXHaDefs0AItu4f4RSpP7v6-yQ9DagSDoTU-Zynm_ndZ_NayBDIb7c2Ivw6EMYXsK3u9isoNe8lW-wc8Vu4sjqunczSxjR8/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Friday 30-31 May- I.5 km<br /><br />What a great weekend this turned out to be. Race cars, motorcycles, rally cars & speedway vehicles all present at the Cootha Classic. Some competed, some provided demonstrations & some were static displays, great to be part of something that was last held in 19I8<br /><br />7am! Coffee darling? where is darling?<br />Don’t have to go far to find him, he’s in the shed<br />Car up on hoist boys are busy taking the sway bar off, only to be put straight back on, as the smaller one would not fit! Shit!<br />Lesson to be learnt from this!<br />When tweeking, please do at least 2 days prior to an event instead of hrs before we have take off or ideally at a test & tune day<br /><br />Me thinks & says out loud! Should you really be tinkering with that anti-roll bar. Ahh haven’t you got the feel of the car already with the longer one on? Doesn’t shorter bar mean, a lot of extra body roll Bri?<br />Do you really want a loose tail" type of effect with the rear end being more prone to slide around corners tomorrow! with that hairpin looming in the very near future<br />NO sway bar adjustments today please Number I son & he spent half the day there & found a great spot just off the exit road, unloaded all the gear, erected the cover, had the Mustang scruteneered, walked the track & wrapped the baby soundly & left her there in the hands of the security guys & gals<br /><br />Racing action begins at 8.3O am tomorrow</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-7124492121138491212009-05-28T10:17:00.000-07:002009-05-28T10:33:01.547-07:00Show n Shine<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7OTAyVExbp3iDs8SZea5XD_6AXheozVTObnNb_FuJPsIp58ArWTic_L7e__AdrCXPtMy7BIYkSEqQcRUCjnMM_5Lh66tfcnGqiFhN1sKDpHkaxKy3UTjc2gYcIRreRCzBj4mzaz0cPe7/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340928386896217266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7OTAyVExbp3iDs8SZea5XD_6AXheozVTObnNb_FuJPsIp58ArWTic_L7e__AdrCXPtMy7BIYkSEqQcRUCjnMM_5Lh66tfcnGqiFhN1sKDpHkaxKy3UTjc2gYcIRreRCzBj4mzaz0cPe7/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhW-AWEK3jywT9vozeIE03jHcRa5zNwqWVavN5zPUlJrQGV08VUQFTlROUYMLViv4KaSItqUPIurRQjuuSrDChl_wD_znV4k8n1DGYwvbjRbBVr4DeGUPWAhnJqSDtavyLneJvbGc08NY/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340928380968897730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhW-AWEK3jywT9vozeIE03jHcRa5zNwqWVavN5zPUlJrQGV08VUQFTlROUYMLViv4KaSItqUPIurRQjuuSrDChl_wD_znV4k8n1DGYwvbjRbBVr4DeGUPWAhnJqSDtavyLneJvbGc08NY/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>4rd Annual Classic Speedway Association Queensland Car & Bike Show & Swap, Sunday 17th May 2009<br /><br />All types of Speedway, Vintage, Classic & Modern vehicles, including bikes & all types of motoring clubs welcome says the flyer<br /><br />Ohhh we know this show n shine only too well, the Cobra won a trophy at the inaugural, so now the Mustang will try her luck<br /><br />Polished within an inch of its life<br /><br />Up on the hoist, wheels off<br /><br />Ahhhh Bri, why does it have to be soooo clean underneath, no one gets down to look under it<br /><br />Ohh sorry I am forgetting myself, yes indeedy! You are right sweetheart, Mr Glen Seton does<br /><br />I think we will have to get a couple of mirrors to slip under that sucker, so all that work & time doesn’t go unnoticed & unappreciated!<br /><br />Touch up all the stone chips<br /><br />Dam!! there’s another one, Weld paint brush in hand, gone!!<br /><br />Well it seems this was a job well done</div><br /><div>Home again with lucky spot prize of Armor All gift pack & hot little Trophy in his hand </div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-76318729923671969612009-05-03T20:39:00.000-07:002009-05-04T09:38:15.916-07:00Historic Mt Cotton Hill climb Sunday 3 May<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUemjcPpYJCrQNLUmhwcwj8poELMLHh_oxW8hwtfQIdJ8SDpSKs3-ZvR4mC5dKRTjNYmUmwOZL-kqXTRWufgKUipK_iWYf4-FHLym4Ej_UBBJbRUVpWWp4aReliolSlhD0Zjt860ozw9N/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331810090876458130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUemjcPpYJCrQNLUmhwcwj8poELMLHh_oxW8hwtfQIdJ8SDpSKs3-ZvR4mC5dKRTjNYmUmwOZL-kqXTRWufgKUipK_iWYf4-FHLym4Ej_UBBJbRUVpWWp4aReliolSlhD0Zjt860ozw9N/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG29INhi3LJodeCvXG5fgAP5S-KfyoU_ZnJB9yoJ73l2uiKIrWSvfXXevEhCNI2Hd9pMeAQRC3NFoxfRZ1MYpJn_Uo-Dw-Wms452-f75RTbFVDLalVsRYn-sqAV8T1TNK1_zYdKniOJB7n/s1600-h/026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331810087670770930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG29INhi3LJodeCvXG5fgAP5S-KfyoU_ZnJB9yoJ73l2uiKIrWSvfXXevEhCNI2Hd9pMeAQRC3NFoxfRZ1MYpJn_Uo-Dw-Wms452-f75RTbFVDLalVsRYn-sqAV8T1TNK1_zYdKniOJB7n/s400/026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKUpl1DVB7RqUYR5qNFG6H-mjL5QE3m7mILhdLG-quTugbe_UEjkxk87jyF45FV_17Sra0SeCGA9acfHpSA9cSkDfRkYqCC2qkYHCNbhrd3SwUK97vLvvTdwtpm7QeOgVZkBPmyAae7O_Q/s1600-h/036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331810084917154034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKUpl1DVB7RqUYR5qNFG6H-mjL5QE3m7mILhdLG-quTugbe_UEjkxk87jyF45FV_17Sra0SeCGA9acfHpSA9cSkDfRkYqCC2qkYHCNbhrd3SwUK97vLvvTdwtpm7QeOgVZkBPmyAae7O_Q/s400/036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7FlVfbO85xvix8v4ZYOy9SQLRrGgc2brGSDuVAjueJf4HkuE0b5PoreVndBEr-6H4mhq1pGka5q__AyY1s90uqNHLhzwLu10bRFCODnfy5ZEr_sDeifWJs_V1cEXfM2M-i3ne_MxGiey/s1600-h/039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331810075604205986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7FlVfbO85xvix8v4ZYOy9SQLRrGgc2brGSDuVAjueJf4HkuE0b5PoreVndBEr-6H4mhq1pGka5q__AyY1s90uqNHLhzwLu10bRFCODnfy5ZEr_sDeifWJs_V1cEXfM2M-i3ne_MxGiey/s400/039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWDyM9bsatEnfVydeGmc6fl0TciwnO0OI0r_Iy1JTvllAsZq7gO80Kctw5KqqNsNvMjOfc_Us0arCrqeuFLr-Lp8P5QKTZTrolkih3v2whmuZEvxLWwtMdorIPImNC7PTDr3tR3jDtUFN/s1600-h/042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331810072257268082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWDyM9bsatEnfVydeGmc6fl0TciwnO0OI0r_Iy1JTvllAsZq7gO80Kctw5KqqNsNvMjOfc_Us0arCrqeuFLr-Lp8P5QKTZTrolkih3v2whmuZEvxLWwtMdorIPImNC7PTDr3tR3jDtUFN/s400/042.jpg" border="0" /></a>5.30am we head for the hills, me with a sense of foreboding after yesterdays turn of events or should I say we head for the mountain & 946 metres of bitumen sealed up hill & down dale</div><div></div><div>The Mustang is off on its first Hill climbing jaunt & will try her luck at a standing start to a flying finish, along an uphill course against the clock!! </div><div></div><div>Ohhh I will love this NOT! </div><div><br />Hmmm... If you fancy some 4 wheeled action you might consider hill climbing, heart in mouth sort of stuff! Timed sprints</div><div></div><div>As he said to me, this is safe, it means you won't be bashing body work with some maniac</div><div>But darling, says I, remember there are trees, corners, & sheer drops to consider instead </div><div><br />Only one thing left behind this time, my thongs, as it’s so cold this time of the morning I have to put on my boots</div><div></div><div>Lots of laughs enroute as we reviewed the winch incident from yesterday</div><div>Boys & their toys, we are amazed at all the speed racers out there, they pass the pinepac car on the trailer & plant their foot on the throttle & roar off into the distance</div><div><br />We get the site he was after, the sole reason for arriving so early, set up camp & get the paper work over & receive the commemorative mug, take the car in & pass scruteneering & attend the drivers briefing, phew I’m exhausted already </div><div><br />Pit crew persons arrived a little late, I might add, I believe we rang & told them they must also attend the Drivers meeting at 7.30am, but this was meet with peals of laughter & a! "I don’t think so"!! but no Jody obviously kept her husband in bed!! & didn’t heed her parents</div><div>Oh the young generation of today, what happened to honor your Father & your Mother, I ask</div><div>All is forgiven when they arrive in time for the first run </div><div><br />Race suit, socks, shoes, gloves & Helmet are adorned & the car fired into life, then pep talk from wifey</div><div>"Take it relatively slow & easy & build up a good knowledge of the course, please remember you want to participate in Mt Cootha hill climb later in the month, in a car with good working condition</div><div>” </div><div></div><div>Young Son number 2 shows up with his mates, Jesse tells dad at the end of the day he was awesome he really made his Daddies day</div><div> </div><div></div><div>He warms the tyres with a bit of a burnout trying to "put some heat" into them to improve their grip as he approached the start line, the light goes green & with the right amount of wheel spin to get a good "launch" he was off & racing, around the first corner, accelerating up to the first loop, which seemed to me to loom rapidly, aka “lovers loop” then he’s taking the downhill plunge to the hairpin at the bottom of the hill, then on & up to a very steep, sharp left hander, where I must add 2 cars had mishaps during the course of the day & had to be trucked off!!! Down the hill to the hairpin nut corner, back up the straight to lovers leap corner again & through to the finish line </div><div><br />His nemesis:</div><div>”The hairpin”!!! </div><div>he slides sideways across the track, which slowed his times down considerably on this run, his explanation of this sideways maneuver, when asked “I stood on gas pedal too hard, have to learn to ease the power, LOCK INTO BRAIN, one of many things one has to exsicute in under 60 seconds!”<br />4th run “Where did 1st gear go” on the run back up to lovers leap??</div><div>back at the pits ajusted the clutch & everything was hunky dory</div><div><br />By this time he was full of self doubt, as he had gone from a 62.66 to a 67.01, “I’m shit at this, he says, I should just be the team owner & get one of the boys to drive” </div><div><br />But his sheer bloody-minded determination kicks right in there again & he is once again the driver & loving it, his best time for the day was 57.11 as he says it can only get better from here </div><div><br />Praise the Lord we are back safe & sound from the hill climb</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Really proud of you, sweetheart for living your dream & for taking me along for the ride xx</div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-69046315467063198292009-05-03T20:12:00.000-07:002009-05-03T21:44:17.515-07:00Winch? what winch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpRRb-dUZvFUmElJCCNyG_oXdODX42v_SUotYdpKxkIEQKEBWvVTEaeeGXQtSALuwOS5asZG2TTKqQjzoFJHe-EK7lMsJ31PaU7K-VBlDNGXZjvrXvo3NEqt2adYKxTJ1Y29ZntvdGpk4/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806422442762658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpRRb-dUZvFUmElJCCNyG_oXdODX42v_SUotYdpKxkIEQKEBWvVTEaeeGXQtSALuwOS5asZG2TTKqQjzoFJHe-EK7lMsJ31PaU7K-VBlDNGXZjvrXvo3NEqt2adYKxTJ1Y29ZntvdGpk4/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Saturday arvo, Bri needs me to help with the winching on of the car, he has spent several hours cleaning & polishing, I had to Shield my eyes from the brilliant sunlight reflecting off this highly polished car as I walked down the slope towards it </div><div><br />Disaster has already hit, the silage water had been running down onto the grass & part of the lawn is a quagmire, hence the cars spinning wheels & the slicks getting no traction!! </div><div><br />Finally he has the car in position, I operate the winch as he turns the wheel & guides it up & onto the trailer, horrid grinding noises are coming from the winch. </div><div>I beacon Bri to look, he says carry on. </div><div>I may as well pop in here he hasn’t got his reading glasses on! as he gazes at the winch</div><div>The wire I notice is winding beyond from the drum & into the area beyond</div><div></div><div>I call Bri again & as he come near, ping the knob flies off the winch drum & through the air</div><div>The look on Bri’s face, classic, I can just imagine mine looked equally horrified</div><div>I suggest we reverse the winch & let the car back down</div><div>It starts to roll slowly as I push the winch button, then snap the wire breaks while under the extreme tension, the wire is now flaying around with such force & the car rolls back off the trailer FAST</div><div>The car is heading backwards towards the dam! </div><div>Bri runs, I run, he thrusts his arm through the open window, wrenches the wheel around & turns the wheels! </div><div></div><div>Disaster is foiled & we stop the runaway car</div><div></div><div>Moral of the story, never dethrone car without windows down </div><div><br />Winch well & truly FUCKED </div><div><br />By this stage I am not feeling to confident abt this motor racing one little bit</div><div>Bri starts the beast & I guide Bri up onto the trailer</div><div></div><div>All very traumatic, we are both in need of a very stiff drink!</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-50616999894853091932009-05-03T19:16:00.001-07:002009-05-03T19:53:25.244-07:00My Claim to Fame<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgui6SDTSkSpeuKkGObH4SllXUAcVveeXiQn_iKTfjYrIDmbdWT9by49ztv9jYT9ZBHHlV6Yicv8_QEgjZIZOdHRxcvTx-IUB2tIOI6FIYpIW8sYk29RkPRkJwdFdrfP3uTwhebbsw0htWs/s1600-h/032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331796420478689890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgui6SDTSkSpeuKkGObH4SllXUAcVveeXiQn_iKTfjYrIDmbdWT9by49ztv9jYT9ZBHHlV6Yicv8_QEgjZIZOdHRxcvTx-IUB2tIOI6FIYpIW8sYk29RkPRkJwdFdrfP3uTwhebbsw0htWs/s400/032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpiJSZfjwqTopck4hjSgF3JMD2FICtiIRZlzmvpOfNZihLB0BfgQ-GGpW-JwboQyiOQtKhqQHu5Im1T5riuOT0hDqitln2VlrEaTXXnk52O4X_vG4d_u4zjz7elEewFQPpOnkoAf7Zwp3f/s1600-h/039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331796049227194226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpiJSZfjwqTopck4hjSgF3JMD2FICtiIRZlzmvpOfNZihLB0BfgQ-GGpW-JwboQyiOQtKhqQHu5Im1T5riuOT0hDqitln2VlrEaTXXnk52O4X_vG4d_u4zjz7elEewFQPpOnkoAf7Zwp3f/s400/039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiTRCK3TGTAW-hoNBKUPR8Uzxr6iRNyLr5tmim2Y2meUYO2RiT0f32eUFCkKfVsJolf32pkiFUio2K-VBdW4rn4azQCUteeJcfPc8HlUZ-cTJ33YeKzhHEbDa7gqWQPnUMyluJ36mNVxS/s1600-h/033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331796043947862098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiTRCK3TGTAW-hoNBKUPR8Uzxr6iRNyLr5tmim2Y2meUYO2RiT0f32eUFCkKfVsJolf32pkiFUio2K-VBdW4rn4azQCUteeJcfPc8HlUZ-cTJ33YeKzhHEbDa7gqWQPnUMyluJ36mNVxS/s400/033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>All the FORD big boys were there, happy to stand & pose with this ageing autograph hunter, I can see them duck & weave trying to get away as I come close rattling my paint pen at them. No just kidding, they are always happy to oblige</div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-8883481118850389282009-05-03T13:49:00.000-07:002009-05-03T14:49:27.517-07:00Me Thinks ... Should you be facing this way?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiNjIl_4ozBy0FyNw7lJSalpzvpVpn-jLF-W0FTXclC11Bv3Yx1ynxsgIpDQbn0jek9mNcHqGHESOFw1gRM02mNhtLVf7YleDXxOSA_jJAbtI_-0_iddm9QwUG4P2FMIFLHP8aEDrhv2sV/s1600-h/058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331710511312894562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiNjIl_4ozBy0FyNw7lJSalpzvpVpn-jLF-W0FTXclC11Bv3Yx1ynxsgIpDQbn0jek9mNcHqGHESOFw1gRM02mNhtLVf7YleDXxOSA_jJAbtI_-0_iddm9QwUG4P2FMIFLHP8aEDrhv2sV/s400/058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4F5XotapTao93Khv8HQqfnsIKTnb44n7FQJd3WzVsLwTCchpHPLIZBlxa_kE-L5ICJBfalQMSRczSZcVQnlRaKx6VfVTKQL21CSSN83xEsWOIrPcsbLONPufCfZpGMV7hYjm7KPhb7h5/s1600-h/056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331710507442597842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4F5XotapTao93Khv8HQqfnsIKTnb44n7FQJd3WzVsLwTCchpHPLIZBlxa_kE-L5ICJBfalQMSRczSZcVQnlRaKx6VfVTKQL21CSSN83xEsWOIrPcsbLONPufCfZpGMV7hYjm7KPhb7h5/s400/056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331709041144157378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_XZ6oI3hlNAJpre4UpXx6xooC_aXc47FfWcC-UFgzudO0hxsvgTdUQiJQGqqMhUjKd7MYayJMesC-T1S2w7mZLRti6Ho5IBg9o4sjYPzUkXAHd2BNQNmb9Bi-q5izfZKICifDPuV0mxhj/s400/036.jpg" border="0" />Sunday 26th April, the day dawns bright & clear in this wide brown land, thankfully, the day of David Besnards fundraiser at Queensland Raceway<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div>Please sit back, relax, put your feet up & enjoy the first installment of fundraiser at Queensland raceway</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Car on Trailer “check”</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Race gear bag “check”</div><br /><div>Briefcase with licenses “check”</div><br /><div>Ready to lock the house …. Che ..” </div><br /><div>Dog, dog? ………… DOG? </div><br /><div>Darling I call? Have you seen Judge?</div><div><br />F%&#!!!! Where’s the F$%^&N DOG</div><div><br />30 mins later my car returns with Dog trotting on beside!</div><div><br />By this stage, man with avgas in his veins is feeling & sounding a wee bit tetchy!<br />I throw him a fag & within minutes calm is restored</div><div><br />There is no doubt about it, the acorn doesn’t fall too far from the tree, this girl of ours has avgas in her veins, just like her Daddy, she & her gorgeous husband Stevie & little girlies come to egg Daddy on & don their Pit crew gear. You make us so very proud, sweetheart xx thankyou</div><div><br />What can I say? He drove well for two laps then started to get a bit lary & lost the tail end. Whoops, he does a 360 spin out!!</div><div><br />Note to self: First of all: Don't Panic. Second of all: Don't Panic.<br />Panicking pushing the heart rate up & causes stress!</div><div><br />Phew!!!! was close!!! </div><div><br />“Stevie can you smell that?” I ask, as Bri races past us</div><div><br />Vroom past he goes again “Stevie, it smells like gas” </div><div>By this time I am all but hanging out over the barrier beaconing him to come in</div><div><br />Vroom, he’s gone again & yet again, no amount of arm waving or beaconing is bringing this boy in</div><div><br />Speed Demon, Road hog, there was no way once he was out there, he was going bring this car into the pits</div><div><br />In our MINDS we hear over the loud speaker “Pinepac, pinepac, would you please vacate the track” </div><div> 45 mins later he returns to the pits, smoke spewing out from under the hood</div><div><br />“Didn’t you see or smell that smoke” I ask in amazement, as I peer into the smoke hazed cockpit!!!! </div><div> </div><div>“Yeah, but I checked & the gauges, they were all ok”</div><div><br />Ok, I’ll give you all a few moments to recover. Alright, time’s up!</div><div><br />Are you for real!! I think. This baby & you could have blown sky high!!! He just laughs & rolls his eyes</div><div><br />I have a pit stop, return to see lots of bods with heads down arses up under the bonnet. I hear “can I have a rag” Bri rushes off. </div><div> </div><div>I see, nice tight arse encased in blue racing pants, stripe shirt, </div><div><br />Light bulb goes on in my brain, man looks up, I gasp “Oh my God”, he smiles</div><div><br />I rush over to Bri who is a rag hunting, </div><div>I lean close & pass him a rag & say “give Glen the rag darling” </div><div>“darling give Mr. Seton the rag” </div><div>“What” he says, too right, I have his attention now </div><div> </div><div>“Give Glen Seton the rag love“ </div><div>Yes you do read right, we had Glen Seton working on the car & chatting </div><div><br />Please note evidence photos</div><div><br />Darling if I died tonight, I die happy, I am so lucky, my Children, you & today, he tells me</div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-4648871829638199922009-04-28T15:30:00.000-07:002009-04-29T13:42:27.216-07:00Ching, ching, ching<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GH-3O2QgBjzrXq78dS7ts9SEXfdS-n38vWEDL8lVHcaEI1ZYTkwftdOQsgrgg6bTExRj0j3naW_EBuhLFz3O6VEbSyPgMpNPggawtZIacPP-DUQSjO_JHKMCHdU7isxxzP2U-9y83q_K/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329877537235578338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GH-3O2QgBjzrXq78dS7ts9SEXfdS-n38vWEDL8lVHcaEI1ZYTkwftdOQsgrgg6bTExRj0j3naW_EBuhLFz3O6VEbSyPgMpNPggawtZIacPP-DUQSjO_JHKMCHdU7isxxzP2U-9y83q_K/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Auto racing is all about speed, while that is true, there is an awful lot that goes on behind the scenes that is all but speed, take for example the getting of a few shirts for the pit crew, aka Me <div><div><br /><div>This Baby will have all the works & the Jerks! Yes, I know I have mentioned this before in a previous occasion, </div><div>BUT, this Baby will have the whole package! The whole shooting box! The whole box and dice, you just ask my man</div><div></div><div></div><div>Ching, ching, ching, my wallet is blinding me, flashing before my eyes,</div><div></div><div>I can see this is going to be a very expensive & very time consuming exercise, for Mwah</div><br /><div>After having been consumed almost every night & day for the past week, with scouring the net for suitable shirts/polos, I am feeling a little frayed, my colours are beginning to run, not to mention the brain fuddled with all the different styles, colours, & prices!!</div><br /><div>“A Sponsor is what is needed” he states whilst gazing out surveying the property whilepartaking a coldy on the back patio</div><br /><div>A brain way indeed, I say, phew that’s my boy, always thinking</div><div><br />Thinking caps are on, our minds are off & racing, His work, My work, who could we approach? to happily hand over their hard earned cash</div><br /><div>As I said before God puts people in our path, </div><div>not ching, ching, ching</div><div>but ring, ring, ring</div><div>the phone rings & the Brother in law, Mr Triple A is on the line. The conversation gets on to the car & Brian mentions we are looking for a Sponcer & Praise the Lord; Triple A Shop fitting comes to the fore</div><br /><div>Then the work really begins, the hours of trolling through web sites looking for the right shirt we can all agree upon, then finally the art work is decided & the shirts & caps are ordered</div><br /><div>Hallelujah they have finally arrived, they have been paid for, they are ready to be picked up</div><br /><div>Fickity, fackity, wuckity, oh blast it, it really doesn’t sound quite the same</div><div><br />FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!!!!!!!! THEY DON”T FIT !!!!</div><div><br />or rather My, & Zoe’s sizes are too small</div><br /><div>What was he doing! I ask you, when he had his hands against my girls whilst measuring them!!! </div><div>How wrong can you get?</div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-25313796160147551562009-04-03T06:05:00.000-07:002009-04-24T22:49:56.626-07:00Hmmmmmmmm, Bri . . .shouldn't that make the car GO FASTER?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2R60BjqDLI-QU1IfEjgq3K61o4jJYBUNcf4L3HYKJ9RE_-rtckzQ4jMROisxngL-UjfDPb2M-pAgDZT3_kXdLojlvd3pIc6QCmrB7QoNrFS0gX6GzCQeFDxBGMaIZr0VoSIVPeV2cYK9o/s1600-h/1-gold-coast-airport.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320451827804127426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2R60BjqDLI-QU1IfEjgq3K61o4jJYBUNcf4L3HYKJ9RE_-rtckzQ4jMROisxngL-UjfDPb2M-pAgDZT3_kXdLojlvd3pIc6QCmrB7QoNrFS0gX6GzCQeFDxBGMaIZr0VoSIVPeV2cYK9o/s400/1-gold-coast-airport.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>“We need to go to the airport” says the Petrol-in-the-veins enthusiast</div><br /><div>Wow, a surprise romantic trip for two, I fleeting think, stupidly, it is after all only a few days to our Anniversary </div><br /><div>“I need to go buy the Avgas & the nearest place is Coolangatta Airport” </div><br /><div>Say what!!!! thinks I</div><br /><div>“Don’t you listen to me when I talk to you”? he asks</div><br /><div>“I have explained to you before that the Avgas Mark used to get me, is a high octane aviation fuel used to power many aircraft & racing cars & now since Mark isn’t there at the Airport I now need to source it from else where</div><br /><div>He really is such a thoughtful man, he had read abt a craft show that was on down the coast at the same time, so thought he could drop me off first, but I declined </div><br /><div>Off we go an hour & a half away, luckily for him, enroute stopping at the strawberry farm for the mandatory strawberry ice-cream</div><br /><div>We have a 20mins wait whilst the guy fuels up a helicopter, then they carry the 5 20 litre containers to the truck to be taken away to be filled </div><br /><div>Mounting fuel prices $2.30 a litre in NSW was only $1.70 in Qld</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-64938782991394742862009-03-28T10:28:00.000-07:002009-03-28T10:34:46.778-07:00Up coming event<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikom30zTNwsQynFWcacC1S1UPX4iqp9Jcw8TEQ_6A84AQvg0RDan0nhejigDC6XBJSCXkwOA6hXD80XjnQWm0-rUhqDz8IfIkmQAlK_ZmCzM42lOCQYeQXrVuiAOMmCIJrh3aKfoWaxSh7/s1600-h/600-David%2520Besnard.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318292648666476914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikom30zTNwsQynFWcacC1S1UPX4iqp9Jcw8TEQ_6A84AQvg0RDan0nhejigDC6XBJSCXkwOA6hXD80XjnQWm0-rUhqDz8IfIkmQAlK_ZmCzM42lOCQYeQXrVuiAOMmCIJrh3aKfoWaxSh7/s400/600-David%2520Besnard.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Home he comes, car magazine tucked under his arm. He reads out abt a charity event abt to happen 26th April at Queensland Raceway, Willowbank, run by David Besnard. Hot laps are on offer plus car show & shines, laps etc, Craig Lowndes, Steven Johnson, Alex Davison & Craig Baird all attending. All moneys raised going to help support the victims of the North Queensland Floods and Victorian Bushfires. </div><div> </div><div>We peruse, “You’ll have to give this David a ring love”, says I & see if they want the car there. This apparently fell on deaf ears as 2 days later when I inquire, ahh no he hasn’t got around to it yet!! </div><div>Insert a wee pep talk here re networking, having the car out there being seen etc etc. </div><div>The phone is picked up & dialled, he puts his case forward, a favourable response received from the other end, & whom am I speaking too asks my man, no less than the Man himself David Besnard the V8 Supercar driver. I send him off a picture of the car & within minutes get a return email<br /><br />Hi Brian,<br />Your car looks awesome and we would love to have you at our charity event.<br />I will be in contact with you in the next couple of weeks.<br />Please don't hesitate to contact me if you have any further questions.<br />Regards,<br />David Besnard</div><br /><div>Excitement plus in our house hold</div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-6001059113641502572009-03-28T09:25:00.000-07:002009-04-24T23:05:43.355-07:00Maiden Voyage<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5A_WRDiMAotpV6K5JRI9SXFofu42ebMaHSj3cE1XOE64bCLpPuBnqKs9vjFCyQfbPqsDMYshEegEv50tVVYPq-Va4itz41crPerfsQAfQXHqO2rpSsLZmqFhe3gZfXamsbNe66MMUuF-/s1600-h/IMG_3589.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318446017651645506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5A_WRDiMAotpV6K5JRI9SXFofu42ebMaHSj3cE1XOE64bCLpPuBnqKs9vjFCyQfbPqsDMYshEegEv50tVVYPq-Va4itz41crPerfsQAfQXHqO2rpSsLZmqFhe3gZfXamsbNe66MMUuF-/s400/IMG_3589.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjC9_BNDwX0yb5c62XwCcxY7r32HFfw7aJNizIQVl8sDPuGhmjVEk5pKiZbpKX6bA9-Im71OLOGHXgPUP-gztxJyGwDRjqIQoYKy7cpaKvoPRdleu80E6uDNmNN4LowCQcnHMgR0tE7fw/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318280109742459730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjC9_BNDwX0yb5c62XwCcxY7r32HFfw7aJNizIQVl8sDPuGhmjVEk5pKiZbpKX6bA9-Im71OLOGHXgPUP-gztxJyGwDRjqIQoYKy7cpaKvoPRdleu80E6uDNmNN4LowCQcnHMgR0tE7fw/s400/025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gftPl6IRw1ge3t1jhrWhnN-xYvXV7AyYP54oyF99DKgbVkJsLCG7sJ1kFf8qpuqfO5LkNRKnZMT5_c7XQnQTpUhx19fuEfROUuFD5iTnj7oFEk-Zf3AQ3KW-JvCU1xMfLuDldWEjK7y-/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318280100286981714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gftPl6IRw1ge3t1jhrWhnN-xYvXV7AyYP54oyF99DKgbVkJsLCG7sJ1kFf8qpuqfO5LkNRKnZMT5_c7XQnQTpUhx19fuEfROUuFD5iTnj7oFEk-Zf3AQ3KW-JvCU1xMfLuDldWEjK7y-/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sqtAGxn5KMmDZEUOIR-R8m2mOAIO5BzCGqSSLNxXMFwDbYNqP1Y7xdtIZHMJIipzFonUU3yH23nJrkVvG1FNcPQu1iz2pJ4cM4MBNyWFOCyeRffu3dFYLR5aWxWYFVXjHJoLg2o92vgJ/s1600-h/035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318279545265122130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sqtAGxn5KMmDZEUOIR-R8m2mOAIO5BzCGqSSLNxXMFwDbYNqP1Y7xdtIZHMJIipzFonUU3yH23nJrkVvG1FNcPQu1iz2pJ4cM4MBNyWFOCyeRffu3dFYLR5aWxWYFVXjHJoLg2o92vgJ/s400/035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Saturday morning, 22 February 2009 we loaded the Mustang on the trailer for her Maiden Voyage heading to Morgan Park Raceway, Warwick for the club, HCC, Triple "T" Day - Try, Train or Test<br />She towed like a dream, up & over the gorge, but on the way disaster #1 hits.<br /><br />Ohhhh says I, Bri I think I have left my makeup at home, laugh not, I am a girl who since the day I was married at 16 has NEVER gone a day without applying my pancake makeup, yes indeedy! I had. Sensitive new age guy that I have knows this is indeed devastation, he screeches to a halt at the first chemist he sees & I return to the fold 20mins & $60 later. </div><div>The benefits of smokin’ again, he is happily standing surveying the world & his toy. All is right with the world once again<br /><br />We book into our unit then head for the track to get our bearings, find a suitable area to unload the car from the trailer. </div><div>What’s this, my man is sprinting off into the undergrowth!! </div><div>ahhh someone!! Stop that run away car, a laps of the memory, ahhh that’s right, this car doesn’t have a hand brake!! Disaster # 2 is foiled, we then park the trailer in the appropriate area.<br /><br />Then luckily we find out we can be scruteneered today, so armed with his cam’s license etc & baited breath, we complete scruteneering successfully. We find an area we both like to set up camp, so to speak, with a view of the track & park the car to be left overnight. We then realize just how hot it will be the next day without cover & make a dash for the nearest shops, luckily we just make closing time & purchase a you beaut Cover?? for $220, money well spent<br /><br />Sunday we wake <br />“What time is it?” I inquire<br />“It’s racing time!!” he yells enthusiastically </div><div><br />Ahhh I don’t think soo<br />Its 3am!!<br />Thankfully we drift back to sleep<br /><br />Disaster # 3 Phone call from the unit, “have you by chance left behind a little grey bag behind”!! My Man had said I will get that darling, no said I, I will bring it, yeah RIGHT<br /><br />We get to the track at 7am, set up our new beaut cover next to the car, attend the driver briefing. Suit up ready & waiting. Thankfully just in the nick of time Bri remembers to mount the new in-car movie camera, centers it so we could see his hand. It’s really pretty helpful to be able to review video after an event & hear the gear changes & especially when you can see the steering action as well.<br />Disaster #4 foiled just in time, realization, once harnessed in!!! one cannot reach the camera to turn it on, frantic arm waving & beckoning by my man & I run to the rescue & do the deed<br /><br />The car successfully passed Target scruteneering which lasts 5 race meetings, a pleasure to work on such a clean car he said! & why not says I with all the works & jerks this baby has, at last the hoist has come into its own<br /><br />Ok on the track, first gear into 2nd gear a breeze, I’mmmm maybe a mistake here, as a crunching noise is heard all the way in the stands! I should have tried this before coming out, he thinks! </div><div>"can’t reach the gear lever to go into 3rd, can only use the finger tips" he says sheepishly when I enquire abt the noise, it’s not quite the same as being in the shed without the harness on!!! </div><div>Just as well this is a test day also<br /><br />Lesson # 1 Men will find any excuse to handle their rod, ahhh sorry knob<br /><br />He was a little nervous as he had never driven the car before other than around our dam a few times so in actual fact hadn't driven it on bitumen & didn’t know the circuit<br />First time out was behind the pace car, no passing this time out we were told at the drivers briefing, arh did everybody hear that! After 3 laps that went to the wall<br /><br />"The car is making a strange knocking noise from the back corner so I'll need to investigate that" </div><div>Again bum up under the car, find nothing!!<br />Do you want a go out with me, he asks “say what!” </div><div>A strange knocking noise? & you haven't found it!<br />“There's absolutely no way in HELL I am going out on that track with you, I think, I would sooner jump off a boat and swim through sharp-toothed fish laden waters than get in there with you!<br />"So you don’t fancy me getting you a one day license then, there’s a few girls out there" he replies<br />"Are you out of your fucking mind?' I do say that, he just laughs<br /><br />Second time out I could literally see the nerves flying out the window & the red mist start to roll on in!!! as he barrels past anyone within his eye sight. He was driving well, controlled the car well into the corners or rather the slicks stuck to the road, they had an awesome grip, stuck to the road like glue, as he moved up the field, my heart was in my mouth as he hammering into the corners,<br />I could see he was setting his sights on several cars, I could see him biding his time & then he barreled past them on the straight just before the chequered flag. </div><br /><div>This was a fantastic day, we are novices, & found everyone took the time to patiently explain things.<br />It was a blast, we are racing & I love it, My man is living his dream & I am a part of it</div></div></div></div>Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215042661491631016.post-86793405036234740992009-02-19T13:13:00.000-08:002009-02-19T13:21:10.054-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0mjrch43nzb0IZL3csGzfMHJNocML1i9oJlqI0Ul6AkXxWqgCWyLAipMmzjaLfkUsDKP_cV8cBm-llEKgNCoS5EDLTCerYJZh0BOeaysVDRA-8P894yaIe2VrWlvASFiCQitVtJYXbvg/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304621518143277906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0mjrch43nzb0IZL3csGzfMHJNocML1i9oJlqI0Ul6AkXxWqgCWyLAipMmzjaLfkUsDKP_cV8cBm-llEKgNCoS5EDLTCerYJZh0BOeaysVDRA-8P894yaIe2VrWlvASFiCQitVtJYXbvg/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a> The day after Boxing Day dawned bright & sunny as we continued to make our way to keep “she who must be obeyed!” happy, off on a jaunt to buy herself, I might add, a new unit for the lounge<br />This man of mine sure was keen!<br />I now know why<br />“Whilst we’re here shall we just whip into check out the race suits”<br />Luckily Revolution Racegear Springwood, was only a few blocks away<br />We looked, we tried on, we ordered, & just as well we did for 6 weeks later it is finally ready<br /><br />Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s great when the man in your life likes to be budget conscious BUT budget should not in the vocabulary when one is talking race suits, there are some really very nasty looking models out there<br />As any good husband/wife team knows a compromise must be meet & it was!<br />Middle of the road was chosen NOT as I had wished the u beaut model but the next one down<br />The package in the black & yellow Driver Kit Bag<br />“big enough to keep your entire race gear together in one safe place.!!”<br />Not just a suit, oh no all the works & jerks, the puller inner a, the lifter upper a, the pusher outer a, Christ are we in bra’s & things! No just kidding<br />We are talking fabric that is fire resistant, excellent at removing perspiration leaving you comfortable while still retaining a vital insulating air gap for heat protection<br />And here we have it, double & triple layers of suit, underwear, Balaclava, gloves, socks, & boots all for the princely sum of $ 1,425.00Pansyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14296579046929157042noreply@blogger.com0