My First "Wordless Wednesday!"
The annual trip to Springfield is usually fascinating (with the exception of that one year that I got sick from that restaurant). Clay goes on Thursday afternoon and I leave outta here about mid-day on Saturday and take my time gettin' there, which usually involves stops at multiple Hobby Lobby stores.
I always enjoy walkin' a pass through "The Car Corral," and I shoot random pictures of the stuff I like...
The weekend in Springfield also always includes a trip to the Dirt Track -- I know I've mentioned Springfield before, but it bears repeating: The place is impressive. Even this close to the end of the season, the cars are still straight and shiny 'cause they don't have anywhere near the rough-driving problem we have around here. The pre-race prayer before the National Anthem always makes me cry too.
Some of my pictures turn out kinda cool;
And some turn out kinda blurry;
But still moderately interesting;
Interesting, as in using a Front-Wheel Drive body on an obviously Rear-Wheel Drive car:
Ah, but the most interesting car in the whole bunch was this one, the two-seater Modified:
And Clay surprised me with a ride in it at intermission.
In the shotgun seat with Jerry Hoffman his-own-self;
And Clay took lots of pictures:
Along with a video of the experience:
In the interest of honesty, I showed up in Springfield with a monster of a headache. I took a teensy nap when I got to the hotel, and I took Tylenol with dinner, but it didn't completely go away 'til the first time Jerry hit the gas; and then I forgot all about it.
The two-seater Modified is an incredible experience, and if you ever get the chance to ride in one, by all means, do it!
I can't say I ever worried for my actual safety, 'cause hey, it's only one car out there, so ya know it's already safer than any Pure Stock A Feature I ever pulled out with. The only thing I really worried about was crammin' my ass into a racing seat that was visibly smaller than any of the ones I've had in my own race cars; but it worked out alright. The shotgun seat even has it's own free-spinning steering wheel; which I'd just as soon hand off to somebody who'd get a kick out of holding it, 'cause I didn't put my hands on it once we were out on the track. All I could really think about with a steering wheel that doesn't do anything was the kid mashin' all the buttons on the video game even though he hadn't put a quarter in -- it's not responding, but he's pushin' all those buttons just like he's playin' like crazy 'cause he's not smart enough to know the difference...
I'd kinda hoped it would be a bit of a learning experience, especially since the track had dried out and slicked off some -- I don't seem to do as well on a dry/slick track, so I thought it would be great to see how somebody else drove it. The whole car is boxed-in on both sides, so I didn't really get to see what he was doin', but getting a feel for it was Amazing and four laps is really just not enough when it comes right down to it.
The State Fair wouldn't know a Thrill Ride if it bit 'em...
Full Flickr Set from the whole weekend: Here.
More later. _\,,/