
The 930 competing at Hallet Motor Racing
Circuit. I must have been cooking through the turns because
the right front wheel is off the ground. |
One Lap of America May 5 to
May 12, 2007
Article provided by David Goodman
Introduction & Car Preparation
Day 1 | Day
2 | Day 3 |
Day 4 | Day
5 | Day 6 | Day
7 | Day 8
Day 6, Thursday, May 10, 2007
Day six of competition brought us to O’Reilly
Motorsports Park in Indianapolis, Indiana. With the class points
tied and the competition reeling from the stomping we delivered
yesterday, I saw this day as a perfect opportunity to put those
guys on the defensive. There are 4 events today, 2 road course time
trials, a low elapsed time drag race and a bracket drag race. Given
the observed straight line speed of that Datsun 280Z, I figured
at least the low ET drag race was lost and our best success today
would be on the road course. I know those guys were tired, yesterday
they had to change that flat spotted tire and they ran out of Nitros
Oxide. Before they left Hallet they were trying to figure out if
they wanted to wait the two hours to get a fill in Tulsa or ride
to Indiana in hopes they could find some there. Tough call. One
way you’re two hour behind, the other you worry all night
and the first session of the next day if you are going to be able
to procure a main element of your competition strategy.
It can’t be overstated the importance of establishing
a good transit rhythm and getting to the next destination with time
to spare. As the week wears on, the psychological element of the
competition becomes an ever increasing factor. Small mental mistakes
can add up to big scoring gains or losses. That’s why the
2 hour stop in Tulsa was such a big deal. An extra 2 hours of rack
time on the 5th day of competition is invaluable. I won’t
say this was the reason for the wheels coming off the bus at O’Reilly,
but that is exactly what happened.
Things were going so well for the first two hot laps
of the morning run. The car felt great and any remaining winter
rust was worked out of my system. It was around turn 8 on the third
lap when things went badly. Now when I say badly, of all the possible
off track scenarios this is the one you want. As I ran over the
pavement transitions in the left hand turn, I lost just enough grip
to cause the rear end to take a lazy right hand drift and point
me into the grass on the left side of the track. It is a preferable
off track excursion because, in this scenario, there was absolutely
nothing to hit. In most cases the best way to handle the situation
is to bring the car to a controlled stop, point it back on the track,
and resume the run. Something I unfortunately didn’t do. Instead
of being patient, I stomped on the throttle as soon as I had the
car pointed back at the track. This caused the car to immediately
loop around into another spin. I must have added an extra 15 seconds
onto the time lost in the original spin.
I was completely off my game for the afternoon run
session. The perfect opportunity to put some ground between the
Murray/Hubbard team and us was lost. Instead, we were 10 class points
down going into the low ET drag races. To make matters worse, the
engine appears to have sprung a fairly significant oil leak and
upon inspection, I discovered that I had a torn CV boot. With the
bracket drag races cancelled for the afternoon because of track
delays, there were only four more scoring opportunities left in
the event. It didn’t take much math to ascertain that we would
need to win three out of the four remaining events just to have
the chance to tie the 280Z in class points and have the contest
come down to the team with the most overall points.
With the prospect of winning the Vintage Foreign class
for the third straight year slipping away, I decided that it might
be time for some desperate measures. When I built this car I installed
an electronic boost controller which allows me to control the amount
of manifold pressure the turbocharger can deliver. The effect of
higher manifold pressure is a significant increase in horsepower.
The problem is that as you increase the boost to dangerous levels,
there are many things that can cause catastrophic engine failure.
I called Rick at Autobahn Performance to ask him if he thought I
could safely jack up the boost. To summarize a 20 minute conversation,
since I was running 110 octane fuel, had a larger than stock intercooler,
and I could deliver more fuel to the engine with the fuel enrichment
system, he thought it would be fine for a short drag race.
While I adjusted the boost, Neil went to the concessions
stand and bought a 20 pound bag of ice to put on the intercooler.
This has two effects. The first is to increase horsepower by further
cooling the air charge that the turbo delivers to the intake. The
second is to help prevent detonation that can destroy the motor.
Bob and Matt thought it would be fun to line the Datsun
up with me for the first pass so they waited for me to approach
the starting box. Neil pulled the ice off the intercooler and shut
the rear decklid as I approached the starting line. The light went
green and I achieved a spectacular launch. As I rowed the transmission
through the gears, I looked out the left window to see where Bob
was. To my amazement he was a good distance behind but gaining fast
as we approached the finish line. This one was going to be close,
I thought as Bob roared past just at the end of the quarter mile.
One of the fun things about drag racing is that you get almost instant
gratification in the form of a results slip that is handed to you
as you pass back down the service road toward the starting gate.
In this case the results couldn’t have been sweeter. I had
beaten that V8 powered, nitros oxide charged monstrosity by a solid
two tenths of a second. Now that doesn’t sound like much to
the casual reader, but in drag racing terms that is a very good
margin. Whatever psychological advantage they thought they were
going to get from spanking me on the drag strip had backfired horribly.
One down I thought, three more to go.
I knew the quarter mile time of 12.44 seconds
was good, but I didn’t realize how good until later that evening
as we drove the transit to Mid-Ohio Sports Car Complex. George called
us on the two way radio to say that we had taken sixth overall in
the low ET drag races right behind a Ford GT. The Datsun had come
in eleventh. We were now 5 points out of first place in Vintage
Foreign, tomorrow at Mid-Ohio would be critical for both teams. continue>
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