I just got back from the Drift Indy event. It was well run, like I expected it to be. My first run session didn't go well. I was having a difficult time adjusting to the track. The surface was abrasive concrete and the car didn't seem to want to let go of it. As the runs went on, I was figuring out the track from the end of the run back towards the start. I was also battling VERY severe wheel hop.
I changed tire for the second session and the car felt a bit better on the first run, but it was all for naught, as I twisted off an axle shaft at the end. The wheel hop issue certainly didn't help things. I was so depressed I didn't even stick around to watch the tandem runs, something I was really looking forward to doing myself. So, once again something I was REALLY looking forward to failed to pan out yet again. I was really hoping this would've gone well. I'm struggling to find ANY kind of sign of prosperity in my life. You know, the silver lining, a bright light, something good..... It's been so long since something like that has happened to me, I couldn't tell you when the last time was it happened. Could I be a born loser?
In review, I got up at 2am, drove 3-1/2 hours, paid $75 to register, made 4 or 5 runs, and broke a $200 steel axle shaft. I'm so beaten down by my bad luck, I'm not even pissed. I'm so fucking depressed right now. Right now, I don't care about anything at all. Will I ever notice when it's time to call it quits?.......
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