Been a long slog the past two days with withering heat/humidity on Thursday and rain Friday morning here at the Hot Rod Reunion. I continue to battle this car even with the Holley carb installed. There is a nagging bog that I have not been able to tune out with larger squirters. My partner called this evening before we left the track with an idea that sounds right on track...says the secondary is opening to soon. There are so many adjustments on this Demon carb there ought to be a law against it lol!
My first time at one of these events and I'm really enjoying it so far minus the car problems...I'll be back again next year for sure. Been so wrapped up trying to figure out this car I have not taken many pictures. There are so many immaculate race cars here it makes me want to hide my junk haha! I did snap a couple of this beautiful Corvette in staging tho...
I'll try to post some more sometime Saturday evening.
I'm running Modified Eliminator in D/M (11.50 index) and currently positioned well in 13th spot on a ladder with about 50 cars. My best qualifying pass was a 11.557. I took out a bracket from the trunk that was used to attach the ballast weight before first round late this afternoon, but it was only 23 pounds. The only other weight I could take out of the car would be the passenger seat hehe...hopefully with the carb tweak that won't be necessary tomorrow for second round.
Yeah, I managed to win first round, but it wasnt pretty. My opponent was the #3 qualifier running C/M (11.00 index) and I knew he was going to run his number. I was .019 on the tree on my last qualifying pass and told myself not to throw it away on a redlight...no problem lol. The car launched harder than it had the past two days,but I knew I saw way too much yellow as soon as I left. This was about 6:30 in the evening and we were looking directly at the sun and the tree...I could barely see to stage. To seal the deal when I shifted to second gear the rpm's went sky high like I had pushed in a clutch. I slapped the shifter again quickly, but I knew it was over at that point. As I went across the finish line I glanced at the light on the wall and thought I saw green, but the sun was just glaring and didnt give it a thought. When handed my ticket at the booth I saw the win arrow and shouted to the official "no freakin way!" The C/M car had went red -.113 to my .094 light...the real stab was he had run nearly dead on his index at 11.008. I almost felt like I had cheated him. I guess a win is a win, but geez that was nasty. Anyhow, I'll try to do better in the morning. Off to bed for this old fart...
