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November / December 2014 35 an insane speed. As I sit and contemplate while perched on top of the tires I start to curse and swear about those stinking 15" wheels and tires I had sworn I would ditch (of course it's not the tires fault, its mine for pushing so hard). As I calm, I hear my wife Judy over the radio asking if I am okay. She had witnessed the whole thing from the grandstand at 9, and supposedly it was fairly spectacular and scary for her. I was completely unhurt, the combination of foam and tires makes for a very soft impact, I am however feet in the air and surrounded by tires, in my own little cocoon of misery. I manage to crawl out of the passenger side window, and go report to medical as the superb Hallett track staff, recover my car. So I have reached a new high which is the car being about 6 ft. off the ground. Not long after I have completed the obligatory paperwork, I am back at my pit, and here comes the car looking a little sorrier for itself. I can now see underneath it. I see the insides of the rear tires are worn out, so no wonder the rear was so loose. Dang those 15's!! The car fails to start. I fear I am done for the weekend. I go over the car, and inspect for damage. Other than a busted fiberglass rear bumper and a couple of new marks the car is completely undamaged. Some racers tape, and a jug of fuel and she is running again. Sunday is race day for the all-important points races. Now I am on the 18's and have sworn that the 15's will never ever be back on the car (I have said those kinds of things before!!). I wondered whether or not the accident might have affected the power situation. Yes it made a difference, now it was just flat all through the entire rev range. I start from 5th on the grid. Again I couldn't get drive off the start and was swallowed up by the hive. Once I got grooving again I could stay in contention but was not in a position to challenge. The last race of the day was like Groundhog Day. I get killed at the start, fall back, and then make up ground on lap times. Now I can see that neither the factory nor the aftermarket boost gage register boost, oddly neither do they register vacuum. As I chase down 4th at the end of the race, I still have my killer move on the 911's by carrying insane speed over the beach and then throwing the car into 9 to pass. It's the last lap and the last two corners, it's all or nothing. As I make my move into 9, what I saw as a hole evaporates as the 4th place car doesn't see me coming. We touch and I turn him around and its race day over. Fortunately it was just a rub, so no damage. As I was the car attempt, but failing to make a clean pass it's my responsibility. I am assessed a penalty. And so endeth the weekend on another low, although I did achieve the goal of finishing and driving the car back on the trailer. We didn't stay for the awards (shame on us). It turns out the Corner workers must have taken pity on me and voted me for a much coveted Corner workers Award. Not a bad weekend after all. Thanks to all my support staff, MJG Racing, BR Performance (Judy Bennett), Sammie Bennett (who failed to be with us this weekend). Hallett, Cimarron region, PCA Staff and my racing buddies in those cheaty 911's. Always fun to be at the track. Thanks everyone. - RICHARD So I have reached a new high which is the car being about 6 ft. off the ground.