I had my first race last year at Thunder Hill.
It was the culmination of spending time with our good friends (#969 & 970) Chris and Dustin and some gentle nudging form Hyper (the wife
).
We did many track days starting way too early in the year (read cold and wet)and finally did our racers school with Carters @ The Track (good folks!).
Race day was lots of nerves hoping I would remember everything and trying to stay cool and collected so I could support Hyper as it was her first race weekend as well.
Got thru practice ok in the morning and we were all impatiently waiting for the grid assignments to be posted.
We all walked down to the club house and noted our starting positions.
No sooner than we get back to our pits we hear an announcement there have been changes to some of the classes grid assignments.
I volunteered to go back down for the up dates and asked Tumbleweed if I could borrow her electric scooter to make the run.
"sure" she says and off I go on her little scoot.
I take pictures of said grid changes and hopped back on and proceeded to boogie back towards our pit....
I probably was going a bit too fast, with a bit too much adrenalin, but hey , it was my first race!
I caught up to a fellow racer who was on bicycle so I went for a out side pass.
Right then I see a pot hole and worried that this little wheeled unit would not like going thru that so I yarded up on the bars....and then proceeded to loop out (had the throttle pinned
.
I went down hard face first (wearing sandals, shorts, T-shirt....you know ATGATT!).....
I came back to the pit one bloody mess.. Hyper and friends cleaned me up best they could and got me a ice pack for the swelling on my face.
The ice reduced my mellon just enough to get my helmet on and make my grid in Clubman.
Didn't place very well, hurt like hell, but I finished!
First race in the books at 60!
I feel like i accomplished something that day that no one could take away from me....all because of a little help and encouragement from my homies.
DT