I was sure everyone saw us rolling in during the drivers meeting and madly unloading the car. At that point our team had all been awake for the last 36 Hours and counting. Paul and his father were bleeding the last of the brakes (multi pistons hold air like a mother) and we were trying to plug the hole on the diff where the corvette VSS sensor goes but we forgot it back at home. One tech extension, two tech extension we we’re having some trouble with the rear swaybar and the brake light switch never got wired for some reason. Finally Tyler walks up for the last time, Brianne is strapped in and getting ready to take off and then the final straw. The front Z06 wheels high centered on the Z06 brakes and locked up the front wheels, that’s when Tyler with the tech team helped make it plane to me, not this year.
Tyler, a big thank you to you sir for putting my foolish, sleep deprived, rampaging butt in check, I would have surely broken something vital or hurt someone the way we were going. At that point I really wasn’t in the right mind to make that call. With so much money, time, and some blood in a few places into getting there I didn’t want to give up. You were right a few parking lot drives weren’t nearly enough to be comfortable with it. I know personally Jason would have killed me if something happened to Brianne while driving my truck too then I really wouldn’t have made it out next year. We didn’t have the chassis dialed out the way it needed to be and with the interior in its serious disarray. Even if we won every event the show points would have smacked us back to the bottom. With the experience behind me I have to look at the bright side, I have all year and 2 fresh sets of Hoosiers to start. I’m already working on a revised frame for next year to be swapped sometime this spring to shave a little weight.
-Russell
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