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Team SCV and I have been talking about getting a monster truck class together, for Tuesday night club races. I decided to just start bringing my Savage Flux HP out to the track with me from now on, in the hopes that we'll get five out there and can race. Prior to last night, I'd never driven my Savage on a track...actually, I'd only really driven it twice, since I bought it!
I showed up to the track around an hour before racing, just to get the Savage on the track and see what I could do with it. Man...what an adjustment! This truck is awesome, but it handles like a schoolbus; if that schoolbus were outfitted with a turbo-charged, nitrous oxide-fueled drag racing engine! The first time I lined up for the back triple, I came rolling down the approach, pegged the throttle and
soared off the jump, clearing the triple by easily three feet, my momentum popping me right over the irrigation pipe barrier onto the turn leading to the straightaway...bypassing the middle of the track. Several murmurs erupted from onlookers at trackside and a couple startled "whoas" from the packed driver's stand. As I continued taking laps, I just kept trying to blast off that triple as hard as possible, tweaking the truck in the air and seeing just how far I could jump it...a grin on my face the entire time, and hearing more laughter from trackside. While not enough people had trucks to create a class, we only need a couple more people to bring theirs out and we'll be set. I'm hoping they come, because this will be a really great class just for purely having fun, both for the drivers and the spectators. Nobody who's expressed interest in it so far cares about winning or losing, it's all about the grins.
However, I still like to compete...and that's why I brought my SC10! It has now completely replaced my T4, I have no intention of going back to stadium truck again. I just enjoy running this truck too much; especially after the changes I'd made, putting in the ball differential and whatnot. It handles really, really well now.
There would be two heats of Open Short Course and since only two of us signed up for the ROAR rules class (which will probably disappear, after this series...nobody's interested), we were grouped with them. The other driver was teammate A.J. Warner, who really wants that victory in the points series. I'm no threat to him, since I haven't been to enough club races to take the win; but he still wanted to beat me. I just wouldn't let him.
First heat was a little weird, since I'd just spent about 20 minutes driving my unwieldy monster truck around the track. I got a little out of sorts at the start, as I had begun at the front of the pack and after the first turn, the guys with more motor behind me rammed me from behind (which would become a recurring theme for the night) and popped me over the pipe and down the hill. Notch (the race director) had me wait until I was in third place, for some reason...so that irritated me. I let it go though, and just ran my race. Since the qualifiers were only four minutes tonight (eleven heats makes for a long night, otherwise), there was really no time for any major mistakes and there were definitely occasions where those could have happened. At one point in mid-race, all three Team SCV drivers were neck and neck going over the parastyle and into the triple. Notch even pointed out how clean we were driving, door to door and yet nobody was ending up in the pipes or getting hacked. It's too bad more guys can't discipline themselves to drive clean, but I think the Short Course classes have attracted a lot of "bashers" to the track, lately...and they don't know how to play well with others. I would end up finishing the first qualifier in third place, behind two guys who were running faster motors. I knew I could do a lot better though, if I could manage to stay away from collisions.
Second qualifier felt better, I was able to trim about four seconds off my previous time...in spite of a more reckless driver's best efforts to break my truck. By the time I'd run a couple of laps, one of these guys ghosted me over the wagon wheel and up the parastyle, where he took the same line as me for the approach to the triple jump. As I am driving a 17.5 motor, I always double-single this jump...and apparently, he likes to triple it - regardless of whether a slower truck is in front of him. The guy guns it right into the back of my truck and essentially launches me - flipping through the air - over the jump. In frustration I exclaimed "What was that???" I heard some muttering from my right, from the guilty party...which sounded like a "get over it." Now I know at least one of those drivers on the freeway who cut people off and don't let them merge in traffic. I didn't remember the truck or its driver - if I had, I would have mentioned something to them. Notch might have called a rough driving warning on it, but he's usually more prone to let these things slide. I would have stayed mad about it if I'd broken anything, but the truck was okay.
Unfortunately, A.J. broke down at the start of that one, so he'd have to hope that his first qualifier would be enough to get him in the A main, which it was. Although I drove better, I finished one place back from my first qualifier, since one of the fast guys showed up for his second run (he missed the first). My results would be good enough to get me the seventh slot on the starting grid in the A main, though.
In the main, I got a good start and shot past a couple of people up onto the parastyle, which I took wide and avoided the pipe-clipping mosh that inevitably happens, there. I dove down to the wagon wheel wide as well, avoiding more...and came out of it in third place! After avoiding the mayhem, I just focused on keeping a good line and not screwing up for the seven minutes of the main event...but the guys with the faster motors close the gap quickly. A.J. was keeping up with me and when I ended up getting clipped into the pipes and needing to be marshaled, he passed me and took about a straightaway lead. I had about three minutes to close the gap (thank goodness it was a long main) and I would just hunker down and keep my focus. Over the next couple of laps I steadily closed the gap on him, until he made a mistake and let me right back in, both of us screaming down the straightaway with me hot on his heels. I even said as much to him, standing next to me on the driver's stand..."I'm breathing down your neck, now!" Through the parastyle/wagon wheel/triple and around, we went...until I took the inside line in the middle of the course and got out in front of him. I think he got tangled up with someone after that, because I managed to put a comfortable distance between us and never looked back, making no mistakes the rest of the race. In the end, I finished in fifth place and only four seconds behind fourth...not too shabby. As I knock more of the rust off and get to the track more consistently, I'll hopefully start making some speed gains. After this points series ends, I'll be switching to the 13.5 motor I had in my T4 and hopefully that'll cut down on other people ramming me from behind, so much.