2004

splish splash
as usual, starting off the season with a foreign make; photo by David Newman

     Not having autocrossed since October 2003, and not having done a ProSolo since the Finale in September, I was definitely somewhat leery of making the nine hour drive to Atlanta to run a car I'd never driven before. In general, I wasn't looking forward to this event. My efforts at finding a year-long codrive in something competitive had resulted in nothing but ladies class offers. The Camaro's starter motor had taken a crap on me two weeks previous, stranding me at work during an ice storm, and leaving me at the mercy of co-workers to get to and from work the following few days. In an effort to avoid having something catastrophic happen on the way to the event, I'd tried to arrange a ride down with Pat and Kriemelmeyer, but they were leaving too early on Friday for me to tag along. Sigh
Last, but definitely not least, was the fact that there were only 4 AS entrants as of Friday morning, which meant we'd be bumped to SS and Jerry Onks. Joy.
     So, the ride down was fortunately uneventful besides the fact that I left my helmet at home, and had to make a side trip there to get it. And, because a relatively unloaded Camaro Z28 gets better gas mileage than a Dodge Dakota that is towing a 3400lb car, I arrived at the hotel only about 15 minutes after Pat and Eric. However, as I pulled up to the hotel, small rain drops began to hit my windshield.... and according to Pat, they weren't supposed to stop until Sunday. The only news to offset that was the phone call from Grainger telling me that Larry Fine has convinced Renee Eady to codrive with him, so we'll have a class.
     So it was, Saturday morning, the cold rain pouring down on us, I'm looking for a black Subaru Impreza WRX STi. I don't see one while scanning the paddock, though the layout is weird, and it could be behind some of the buildings. I meet up with Grainger and Rich, talk to them a little bit, then go to registration, where I discoverd <shudder> that Scott Evans, my codriver, hasn't checked in. I get a horribly sick feeling in my stomach, leave the truck and start searching. To my utmost relief, I'd barely walked into the paddock area, when I see a black STi pulling in... and it's Scott. He registers while I go walk the course.
     The course was interesting, full of hills and offcamber turns. The start was on a downhill, but immediately after the start, went uphill. The right side had a huge lake forming at the turnaround, but the left side seemed to be draining pretty well.
pat's cone
pat was not having a great time on the left side course; photo by Karen Kraus
     AS ran in group three, so I wasn't too concerned about changing tires and all. Scott and his girlfriend Rosemary changed tires before I could get over to the car, in any case. I guess I do talk a lot to various people <embarrassed> But, I hadn't seen most of them since September, so it was good to say "hi" to the likes of Kevin Youngers, the Tunnells, Mitch Beranek, Larry and Kim Fine -- whom I hadn't seen in ages -- Karen Rafferty, and plenty more.
     Scott was up first, versus Renee, and grid had us running "with" BS, since our class was so small. BS included FS, since one of the FS drivers didn't show up and made them bump into the roadster class. Scott hadn't done a ProSolo for almost two years, and I was supposed to be helping him with stuff, like paying attention to reaction times and how other people in the class were doing. He started off on the right side, with a good reaction time in the 0.7 range, and a time that wasn't too far off of Renee's left side run. Switching sides, he again didn't do too poorly compared to Renee, and was grinning at the launch of the car. Even with Hoosier A3S03s, the car took off like a bat out of hell, despite the excessive amount of water. Of course, with Larry's car on Kumho Victoracers, I wasn't feeling very hopeful about my chances when I got into the car; worn or not, the Victoracers at least had some tread left, which was more than could be said for the brand new Hoosiers on Scott's car.
     So, one of the new things for this year is that all four runs are taken at once, and when all was said and done, Scott had reaction times in the 0.6-0.7 range, and mid-35 second runs on both sides. I was hoping for something at least that good. When my time came up, I staged, and went too far.... and couldn't find reverse. Ack..... shades of Dallas, all over again!! So, I just held up the emergency brake (no center console for me to brace against here), and did my best, which wasn't nearly good enough. A cone, plenty of push, hitting the rev limiter off the line, and a 1.1 reaction time.... The car accelerated like I couldn't believe, but with the rain and the Hoosiers, wouldn't slow down for the turns. Turbo lag? Yeah, right... the SPAC and the SEB has got to be nuts to put this car in ESP. It accelerates more like a Corvette than a Camaro, and this was a stock car! Anyway, I go to the left side, botch the launch again, cone again, push again, but manage to shift to second before hitting the rev limiter. :p I am not happy at all, and wish I didn't have to immediately go to the right for run #3. I'm really reaching now, thinking maybe I shouldn't try to use the e-brake, but damnit, the lights are coming down, shit, I'm left at the start again by Larry, who knows what he is doing. I cone for the third time, but manage to minimize the pushing by braking earlier (probably too early, but that's beside the point). Fourth run, coming up... I just want out of this car at this point, but I may as well finish up the travesty of me in the STi. The shot clock comes down, hits zero, then all of a sudden, the announcer calls for a manual start 'cause someone's just taken out most of the left side finish. I'm going to get a manual start. :\ I just want out, so I can gather my thoughts, and so when Kevin asks if I'm ready, I just say, "Whatever." He gives me a dirty look, and I say, "Look, I'm as ready as I'm going to be, so yeah, I guess I'm ready." I get another look, but then he asks Larry if he's ready, and we go. For once, I don't see Larry a car and a half length ahead of me, which is a miracle, and I feel like I may have gone coneless. Sure enough, 0.58 reaction time, and finally a clean run! But I was still pretty unhappy with how I'd done as I took the car over to impound.
     As it turned out, I had somehow managed to finish the morning runs in second place, even with cones on both right side runs. I didn't think I'd run that much better than Scott or Renee or Matt Anderson (in a Porsche Boxster S), but the results weren't lying. So, for the afternoon, I was still paired up with Larry, but as first driver.


scott on course
scott approaching the right-side finish; photo by Karen Kraus
     I never did figure out what I started doing differently on that manual start, but my reaction times were no longer 1.1-1.2, but 0.6-0.7 in the afternoon and the next morning. Unfortunately, we found out after the fact that somehow, the system had been in what Dennis Grant called "drag race mode," where the reaction times didn't figure into the total elapsed time. I finally started getting clean runs on the right, but I never got another clean run on the left side the rest of the weekend. For Saturday afternoon, I improved 2.7 seconds (clean run, plus 0.7 faster), all on the right side, but that still left me 1.8 behind Larry. Everyone else improved too, but Scott didn't improve enough to get by Renee, and Matt went fast enough to catch Scott by less than 0.1. With wet snow and colder temperatures being forecast for Sunday, it was looking pretty bleak.
     A good number of people, including Pat and Eric, cut out on Sunday. Unlike Pat and Eric, however, many of those who ditched the Sunday portion didn't do their work assignment, and so things were slowed down while volunteers were sought. It was certainly colder on course, but the wet snow stayed cold rain, and for many, it was just too wet and too cold to go any faster. Only a handful of people, Scott included, managed to go any faster for Sunday's runs. Scott nipped Matt for fourth place honors in AS, but first through third remained unchanged.
     I don't know really what to make of that car. The gas is a "throttle by wire" design, where I guess there is not real throttle cable? Anyway, there is no pedal feel, so it was difficult to tell how hard I was pressing the gas. The gearing is really short, and redline comes up really fast in first gear. Additionally, turbo lag is very minimal, the power is virtually instant-on, just like a normally aspirated car. If this had been a dry event, I could more accurately describe the handling, but with the no-tread Hoosiers in the rain, I don't want to speculate on the handling too much. In the rain, it wasn't much different than my car, just a lot faster on the acceleration.

     The Topeka ProSolo weekend started off with a whirlwind trip home on Friday afternoon to frantically finish laundry and pack, then try to make it to BWI in time for a group A boarding pass (yeah, I was flying Southwest). Unfortunately, I only managed a group C pass :p and so, yes, I had a middle seat and yes, there were talkative, strange strangers sitting around me. :\ I was very happy when I arrived in Kansas City, and found Hector San Nicholas (my ride to Topeka) waiting for me. I got to the hotel, and managed to beat Rich Wise there by a couple of hours, so I got the second bed, while he had to settle for the floor and a blanket. :)
     And guess what we faced Saturday morning, as I arrived at the event site? If you guess "rain," you'd be correct! Yes, the weather forecast looked much like the lovely Atlanta event, with green everywhere in the Topeka area. :p At least I was in a Subaru Impreza on street tires, or so I kept telling everyone.
     Actually, our first runs were pretty much just damp. Well.... the rest of the STS class's first runs were. The real downpour started just before my first runs, which sucked, but then again, I needed some acclimation time in the car. We'd decided to stay with the worn Falken Azenis that were on the car, and they seemed to be doing okay, even though for me, there were puddles forming. The car felt good, but I wasn't pushing nearly hard enough (or, in the case of my first left side -- a red light -- pushing too hard); Billy's runs included cones on both his left side times, so we weren't sitting very well for a Subaru in the rain after the morning runs.

me in billy's car
me in billy's car, sunday morning; photo by Reto Koradi
     
     Well, the other thing that happened during the morning runs was that WRX driver Reto Koradi's codriver, Rich Wiese, had second gear disappear on him on his first launch. So, I introduced Reto to Billy and his dad in the hopes that Billy would let Reto finish the event in the RS. The Brooks, being the kind folk that they are, said it was no problem to let Reto run STX in the RS, in addition to me running it in STS.
     So, the afternoon runs weren't much better for us in STS. The rain continued, at times torrentially, though Billy cleaned up his runs to take the lead. Me? I improved a bunch on the left side (1.5), running virtually identical 32.0s, and sat on a 32.0 from the morning on the right. This left me in fifth place for the day, behind Andy Hollis, Robert Seelig and Gerry Terranova. However, things were looking brighter for Sunday.... literally. There was
star forecast!!




jeff templeton, top of the hill
jeff templeton, bringing the GS subie through the finish; photo by Karen Kraus
     Standing around in the rain all day meant that I was dead tired at the end of the day. Plus, I'd come down with a hideous respiratory infection earlier in the week. Needless to say, I didn't do much in the way of socializing Saturday night. Grainger, Rich and I went to dinner at the Blind Tiger and met up with Aaron and Frank Miller (SM Neon), as well as Telehowski and Braun, who spent most of their time engaged in conversation with Jason Isley. While we all sat at the same table, it likely appeared to be two different parties. Oh well. I wasn't too concerned about it. It was also Reto's birthday, and some of the guys were taking him over to BD's. While I sort of wanted to join them, I was just too tired, and so after dinner, it was back to the hotel, and then passed out from exhaustion. :(
     Sunday dawned.... rain-free! There was still standing water on the right-side course, and it was a lot cooler and windier, but it was not raining! Everyone was looking to drop times significantly, especially me, since I was second driver, and so I'd have even better conditions than the first drivers. :D
     So, Billy goes out, as the class leader, and rips off some beautifully fast times. A 28.9 on the right side stands as the fastest right side time, but Gerry Terranova drops a 28.6 on the left.... and Billy continues his left side cone troubles, tagging two cones on his first left run and one more on his second one. His hold on the lead is gone, relinquished to Gerry, who holds a commanding 1.5 jump over Andy Hollis. Seelig, too, has cone problems, hitting at least one on every run.
     It's up to me and Ann Hollis to show the guys how it's done. My first right run is a clean 30.5 -- a 1.5 drop, and respectable enough, though not really fast. The first left, however is a cone fest -- I knew I tagged one, and somewhere along the line, I collected a second one. Back around to the right... and I dip into the 29s with a 29.7! This is faster than Andy Hollis's right side time, and so I am holding my breath as the left side lights come down... I zip through the first set of gates, but push out into the back side.... turn in too early for the diagonal slalom, but recover for the finish... and damn, only a 29.9. However, it vaults me up into third spot, 0.476 back from Andy Hollis, and it means another trophy finish in a Subaru. But, being 2.0 back from Terranova basically destroys any shot at the Challenge. :(
     Billy comes by later to give me a ticket to put my name in for the bonus challenge. However, his name is drawn early on, so I don't worry about getting picked myself. Unfortunately, he cones out in the first round. :(

     I don't have anything else to do while I waiting for my ride (Mike Snyder) back to Kansas City, so I help out with the gridding of the open challenge cars. As the numbers dwindle down to 16, then 8, then 4, Jeff Templeton is defying all the odds, being the 4th place GS finisher, and staying in the mix. Matt Grainger, who won DS, is also still around, paired up with Erik Strelnieks for the final four. Jeff Jacobs is matched with Templeton. Then, the unthinkable happens -- Grainger redlights, and in his relief at seeing the red, Strelnieks takes his foot off the clutch of the Z06, rolls forward, and.... yep, redlights too!! So, suddenly, the final four matchup between the Jeffs becomes the final, and Templeton is shaking like a leaf. Grainger and Strelnieks do their runoff for third, which Grainger wins by a hair. Then, I give Templeton the "magic touch" and he's off to take the win from Jacobs.


proud challenge winner!
the proud winner of the open challenge; photo by karen kraus
     I most certainly played with the new digital camera and zoom lens at this event. If you like AWD launches, check out this AVI clip of one of Billy's launches. I'll likely upload more pictures later, and post a link to them here.

     Houston Tour was next on the agenda, and after the Topeka Pro, I was having second thoughts about running Matteucci's BMW in SM. It didn't help that Gerry Terranova asked if I'd be interested in codriving with him, since I really wanted to know how much of that 2.0 second thrashing was car, and how much was driver. So, Tuesday evening before the Tour, I changed classes from SM to STS. Little did I know that wouldn't be the end of my class jumping....
matteucci's car
DSP killer car
STS dominator
STS killer car
mason's mustang
ESP beast

which car would karen drive?!?!?!

     
     Much like the previous weekend's Topeka start, Friday, April 1st was almost a disaster from the get-go. Unlike the Topeka flight, the Houston flight was leaving early enough I couldn't go home to pack, and I had to leave before school "officially" let out. Well, sort of. It was a half-day, but I was still expected to stay there until 2:40. However, I had my grades done, and left around 1:30, needing to hit the bank and do the stupid little things like park and take the shuttle before getting to the airline. I did not want a group C boarding pass again. Well, traffic and the fact that waiting at the fourth shuttle stop in the Daily A garage means most of the shuttles are full and so drive on by meant that I didn't get to the terminal until almost 3. Fortunately, I wasn't in group C, but group B is still a crapshoot, depending on how far back in the group B line you are. So, not wanting to chance it, even if it meant being on my feet for an hour, I immediately got in line. The tactic paid off; I got a window seat (yah!), and so even got in a little nap and some reading during the trip. And the best part of all? We arrived 35 minutes early, which meant that I got to the event site at 7:15.
     The first thing I saw as I drove up was that Matteucci's car was on jack stands. That couldn't be good, I knew that much, and was thinking that maybe jumping into the STS car wasn't such a bad idea. I saw Mason Melkowits parked nearby, and, having been unable to reach Brian on his cell phone, I went over and talked to Mason for a little bit. Well, he ends up asking if I'd like to codrive his Mustang in ESP. My interest is piqued... I know it's not necessarily the car for the class, especially with Mark Jorgensen and Mark Madarash competing, but it's RWD, has torque and horsepower... the offer is most certainly intriguing. Then he says I should sit in the car to make sure I can see out of it before I decide. :) Well, okay... I don't think he's that much taller than me, but he says the seat doesn't move forward, and it's also pretty much sitting on the floorpan. I jump into the car, proclaim, "Yes, I can see over the steering wheel!" and tell him I'll definitely be thinking about the ride, and let him know after I talk to Gerry.
     I finally find Matteucci, and catch up with Frank Bryan and John Scheier, talk with them for a little while, then Brian and I go searching for the hotel he supposedly made reservations at. He says the reason the BMW is up on jack stands is because an ABS sensor was damaged during practice runs; hopefully, his codriver will be back in time on Saturday morning to replace it. The search for the hotel goes badly, and we end up at a skanky Ramada at the next exit down. We make a side trip to Galveston, looking for a place to eat, but nothing catches our eyes, so we swing by the LaMarque Wal-Mart for late evening entertainment (almost as good as Charles Town Wal-Mart late at night!), then hit the sack.
     I think that I had really made my car driving decision right after Mason offered his car. It was a pony car, and it was ESP. As much as I really wanted to drive Gerry's car to redeem myself from Topeka, Mason's car was more my style. I talked to Gerry about it, and he was okay with my cutting out on him, but I told him I'd help out with tire covers and pressures and stuff anyway, 'cause I felt bad about ditching him.

     I have since run a Philly Region SCCA event at Ripken Stadium (4/10), in Pat's Firebird. I'll update more later.

     I ran the Mazda RevItUp at FedEx Field on May 1st and the fourth Philly Summer Series event. I also did the 5/8 DC Region autocross, but with the Camaro out of action temporarily, I was in Jason Burns' Mustang. Most recently, I competed in the DC Tour and ProSolo in CS, codriving with Steve Telehowski. After some people had temper tantrums at the ProSolo, however, I decided that I will go back to STS, codriving the Redshift Motorsports Subaru with Corey Ridgick at the Toledo ProSolo.

it lives
yeah, it lives, and pat ran it at the dc tour; photo by karen kraus