It was hot. And I was slow.
On Saturday evening after the first day's race, I was relating the story of this woodchuck that ran on to the track right in front of me. Marty Yannerilla intruppts the story and asked - "Did he beat you too?".
During one of the practice sessions on Friday old man, Phast Phill Turkington pulled a calf muscle trying to push start his bike. He spent the rest of the weekend walking with a limp. He ended up racing his MT and RS both Saturday and Sunday. Took three fourths on Saturday. The sore leg was slowing him down. He did better on Sunday but not sure where he placed other than I know he took a third on the MT in one race.
Marty Yannerilla did very well on his MT. Took a first on Saturday and a second on Sunday.
Charlie Cole's Moto-Guzzi self destructed on the starting grid on Saturday. So his weekend was done.
Nevill Nesbit ended up low siding on the last lap of his race on his RS on Sunday. About a hundred yards from the finish line. Only thing hurt was his pride.
Rabbie Demetrius is not going to want to take his sidecar to Mid-Ohio anymore. Last time there the Chief drove him into an air-fence. This time he drove it into the gravel trap by the keyhole. He even convinced his girlfriend that it was her fault because "she didn't move fast enough." I think everyone else convinced Christina that is really was Rabbie's fault and she should be a real woman and never take the blame for anything.
Saw the Smith's there, Frank, Cathy and the Jersey Girl. She was modeling the latest in NHF race wear. And looking very good.
Swap meet seemed to be going down hill. Looking like it's a lot easier to shop for stuff on ebay than searching through the junk heaps there. Driving to Mid-Ohio it looks like a scene out of the Grapes of Wrath with the flat bed trailers loaded down with mid-70's jap junk.
Other than that the food was good in the pits and the beer was cold. So other than my being slow it was a very good weekend. And the only rain we got was on the drive out Thursday.