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Alive. Last weekend’s event in Oscoda was a success.
Worked the week.
Sunday, went and saw Hellboy II. Visually amazing, could’ve had a bit more story to it.
Was originally hoping to do the comic-book double-feature with The Dark Knight but due to one thing or another, the timing didn’t quite work out so I’ll go see that one next weekend when I can hit a matinee.
Working this week.
Things have been happening. Week of 12+ hour workdays, plus some other stuff I’d rather not get into at this time.
Just didn’t want you thinking I’d fallen off the planet.
Co-chairing an autocross up in Oscoda this weekend. Leave oh-dark-early tomorrow morning for that.
More at some point.
Verdict: New seat mounting rocks. It’s at least 2″ lower than my previous seat — I actually have almost 2″ of clearance above my helmet to the headliner! Got used to it much quicker than I thought. Really like feeling “of a piece” with the car.
And I ran quick enough today to take E Street Prepared over my lone competition — but don’t get me wrong. Lou makes me work for it. Reminded yet again that the Cobra really feels at home on a course where I can really keep the engine spun up. I run most of Waterford in 2nd gear, at least in this configuration, and grab 3rd on the backstraight, going back to 2nd at the end of the straight. With the finish lights where they were today, no reason to upshift again in Swamp Turn. In its regular configuration, I grab 3rd coming down from Hilltop and through Big Bend, 4th on the backstraight, back to 2nd at Archers at the end of the straight, 3rd again coming out of Swamp onto the front straight, and think hard about keeping 3rd until the tight lefthander that goes up to Hilltop.
One incident, during the 1st work shift, at the turn I was working. A car (I am not identifying it further for a variety of reasons) slid sideways to the inside of Swamp and went nose-in to the concrete barrier in front of Station 8. Which was where I was working at the time. We (my fellow worker and I) were not really in any danger — we were away from the impact point and got further away during the incident itself. Driver was physically unhurt aside from the usual bumps and bruises from the belts and airbag, but was upset about damage to their car, for obvious reasons. My assessment is the car is imminently fixable, with only minor tweakage (didn’t push anything back into the doors).
I didn’t have any real issues aside from wondering if I’d run out of gas during a run (and I didn’t have any with me).
After I dropped the trailer at storage, I stopped and picked up Strawberry Crush and vanilla ice cream for a Crider family tradition on the 4th — strawberry sodas. Real simple: big glass, some vanilla ice cream, and then pour the soda over it. K doesn’t care for it so I bought her some root beer. And she just had ice cream with some strawberry puree over it. Ah, well.
Note: that half-gallon of ice cream you used to buy? It’s now 1.5 quarts (2 quarts is a half-gallon). Same price, though. Grrrrr.
And I’ve spent the evening listening to more illegal fireworks than I’ve heard in years up here. Nothing that goes bang or flies in the air is legal in Michigan except for professional displays. I’m going to hazard a guess that a lot of people who would normally go Up North for the weekend to blow stuff up stayed home this year because of fuel prices.
Fuel prices are also keeping the entry count low for the autocross weekend I’m co-chairing up in Oscoda next weekend. I’m thrifting it to the bone but may still have to cut some stuff unless I get more car count. 😦
Ah, well, up tomorrow morning at 7:30 for the start of the Tour de France. Big format changes this year, should be interesting.
Since pal M brought me the nifty low-boy adjustable seat track from pal D in St. Louis via a relay at last weekend’s Peru National Tour (in Indiana), I hauled back down to MRT this morning for what I most sincerely hope is the last word on this particular project for a good many years.
– Disassembling the old race seat from the original power seat track, saving the cool custom adapters that pal and fab-wizard R made for me back in 2002 or 2003. Saved the track, too. And the wiring. The old race seat? Dumpster. Too broken to take a risk on someone else using it.
– Cutting off the original seat belt anchor, which R had removed from the original seat and very nicely welded to the original seat track. We would reuse this.
– Removing the new seat and its fixed mount from the car.
– Trial-fitting the seat and its side mounts to the new track. My original idea was to bolt this together, but upon seeing where some of the bolts would be (over the slidey-bits of the seat track), MRT tech, trained welder (I’m a total hack, and since we’re talking about a seat mount and seatbelt mount, I was willing to pay for a good job), and fellow Mustang junkie J and I determined the best bet would be to weld the sidemounts to the new track’s upper bracing directly. Good thing I got the steel sidemounts — trying to weld aluminum to steel is virtually impossible.
– J says “It’s your seat, and YOU’RE the engineer, YOU figure out where it goes”. So I did. Got it pretty much centered and relatively straight. Marked it. Clamped sidemounts to track. Removed seat from sidemounts. Then J did some grinding (to remove paint) and tack-welded the sidemounts into place.
– Test fit. Is good.
– Finish welding. J welded every place he could weld. Pretty beads. Let it cool, ate lunch.
– Test fit. Is still good.
– Out back to the spray-bomb table for a coat of paint. Let dry.
– Finish assemble seat to track, and inside seatbelt to track. Assemble track to car.
– Test drive. I’m sitting lower. This is actually good for racing since it lowers the CG of the car a smidge. And I have more than enough room for my helmet. The seat moves as it should on the tracks, then holds firm when it shouldn’t move. The seat is at a comfortable angle for long driving. I might prefer to sit more upright for racing, but I can fix that by moving the rear seat mounting point up a slot or two (two M8 bolts) if I really need to. Right now, I’m thinking not, though, as it leaves room for the HANS device I plan on getting in the next year or two. Mostly, I need to get used to the new position.
Which I’ll have a chance to do tomorrow, at the annual Corvette Club of Michigan Gary Griffith Memorial Autocross at the Waterford Hills road course. It’s a high-speed event (in SCCA, it would be classified as a Solo Trials event) and I’ll get deep into 3rd gear on the back straight unless the slalom into Big Bend (the sweeper that feeds the straight) is more open this year — if so, hello 4th gear! This will test my new shifter as well as the seat.
I’m just glad to get the new seat finally the way it needs to be. Now I can concentrate on the driving thing again instead of the “hanging on for dear life” thing. It’s safe. It’s secure. It’s about 20lbs lighter than what was in there. Makes me happy. 🙂
I’m home all day today, tending to some racing-related administratia, and I’ve now gotten bored. So…
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who’ve read six and force books upon them.
35 out of 106 (2 of 7 Harry Potter books)