Friday - Raining again. 2 auto parts stores and 2 wrong
oil coolers later, I bypass the dead
oil cooler at the filter. With the cloud cover, I can still get out there and get some laps in. Head out after lunch and get 4 laps when the
oil temp hits 110 C and water temp hits 120 C. Oil pressure is way high too.
Pull her in and shut her down. I've had enough. The good laps were great enough to keep me coming back, but I feel beat up and I should quit while I'm ahead. I wanted to make sure the photographer had some good shots of me to buy so went and looked at those.
Watch the other Cobras make their laps. Steve's getting pretty good at this! We're all watching Clois fly around with lap-time envy.
Tailgate party was big fun. I'd like to thank my sponsors for the evening - Sauza Tres Generacions and Crown.
Saturday - Worst rain yet so I'm sleeping in. I'm woken at 8 with a screeching whine of "HOUSEKEEPING!"
Ugh. Head out to the track after the rain stopped at lunch and watch some more good laps.
The photographer is out at corner 10 so I hop in for 3 or 4 really easy laps, just for the photo shots. 3rd lap in, I see some white smoke out my driver's side. WTF? Oh, crap, that IS me.
Coolant and oil belching out my exhaust pipe. Blown head gasket. I've seen that before. Right before I threw a rod in a 70 Chevelle. I baby it back to the pit and shut her down. Push onto the trailer (thanks everyone for the pushing help!) and head home early about 3.
But I didn't get a ticket on the way home, so I have that going for me!
Hey, it may sound like woe is me, fact is, I had a blast. Addictive like golf, one good lap brings you back. You could not wipe the grin off my face while whirring around and yes, I was the goof that hollered "YAHOOOOO!" down the front stretch during a hot lap.
And if I fix all these parts, what else could break?! Don't answer that!