This event took place on March 18.
Well, this is what happened. My division and I met up at the Virginia Motorsports Park around 2:00pm. We waited for the track manager to dry the track, which took about 45min. My competition, the 2003 Ford Cobra, has still not shown up.
About three days ago, my friend who drives the Cobra backed out. I could not believe this guy was backing down to a 2004 GTO. He has talked crap to me almost everyday for a year. I guess the plain, sleeper look is more intimidating than people think. Anyway, I convinced him that he had the advantage. His car has more horsepower, torque and is lighter (3500lb Cobra to 3900lb GTO). Anyway he was back in the race. I spoke to him on Friday March 18, the day of the race. He said, "well, I will try and make it." Needless to say he never showed up.
At this time, I am upset.
I'm gonna race somebody. My division officer shows up with a 2005 Mustang. He refuses to race the Goat. My friend with a 2003 Monty Carlo SS, says "I will race you". I said okay, I will give you a head start and I will have somebody sit in the passenger seat of the Goat to add weight.
Todd, the track manager, calls us out to the starting line. We get both cars staged. A few minutes pass by and Todd calls me down to the other end of the track. He says he is sorry, but he has a problem. He cannot get the Ambulance until 6:00pm. I cannot wait until 6:00pm. So, we do the ceremony on the track without racing. My day has just gone to ****. Anyway Todd offered me some free passes. I told him I wonít be back until May during Pontiacs In The Park. He said that is sponsored by someone else and he will do what he can.
My division wanted me to do a burn out and smoke my tires, so I gave the ultimate burn out which was about 70ft. The tires were smoking.
As of today, my friend with the 2003 Cobra still talks, but refuses to race me. One of his statements is GTO (Go The Otherway). Anyway, the race was supposed to be just for fun. I know I can't be the car, but I was hoping to beat him.