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Daily
Race Report Monday June 16. Houston to Fort Worth
This was day two of the Great Race
odyssey. John and I were up early, Jerry and Dave had taken care
of everything having to do with car preparation, so we had a little time
to sit and relax over coffee and a muffin. Then we were off...destination,
circuitously, Fort Worth, Texas. First, however, we had a speedometer
calibration run of about 50 minutes at 50 mph. This is so each team
can adjust the time difference between their speedometer and the one used
to lay out the course. The ideal situation is that your speedometer
is exactly on, to the second, with the one used to set up the course.
Ours was just that so there was no need for us to to adjust times for speedometer
error during our runs.
During the day there were four competition
legs which are intersperced between transits or between towns, or through
cities, etc. When we were finished and scored, our total penalty
points for the day was 101. Which is about 20% better than yesterday.
We can never get too smug because the real pros at this type of event are
getting daily scores of 4 to 9, and the ones getting 9 are not real happy
about it. We have a long way to go.
Arriving
in Fort Worth was an exciting event. We come in through an archway
and there were literally hundreds of people lining the route. They
would shout and wave and give lots of thumbs up and high-fives and
such and it was all very exciting. So today, after getting in I came
to the hotel which was just around the corner and got my digital camera
and went back to get some photos. The rest of this is some of those pics
and few quips about stuff.
First of all, before I left the
room I snapped a picture of myself in the bathroom mirror just to show
what a weary, old rallier looks like after a long hot day in an old Ford.
This is what you get! Cute outfit, don't you think? Thanks
to my dear friend Jane Ward for the design assistance in putting our stuff
together. She's in the business of making things look better than
they really are. Good job here!
As
I was typing I looked down and noticed that my left forearm is considerably
sunburned. And it reminded me of a time when I was a kid and neighbors
would come back from a vacation and the husband's left arm and the wife's
right arm would be tanned and in those days of no car air conditioning,
one just knew that they had been on a driving trip without being told.
I also remember that going on a driving trip was a bigger deal in those
days than it is today. There was more preparation and getting ready.
That's sort of what it is like for us attempting to shepherd these old
cars across the country.
So enough of that. This is
a picture of our car after arrival in Fort Worth today. All 120 cars
are parked this way around the streets after they arrive so that the folks
can come and check them out. And they do as evidenced by these several
pictures below.
 
Here are some miscellaneous shots
which you may find of interest. The car bellow left, belongs to The
Roush Racing team. It is beautifully prepared and is driven by Wayne
Stanfield. Wayne is one of the primary Great Race legends having
participated in 20 events out of a total of 20 and, counting his win this
year, has won 5 of them. It is rumored that Wayne will play a critical
part in the continuation of The Great Race as Tom McCrea, its founder,
retires after this year's race. Next is Sister McRea. Now I
don't know why her first name is Sister, or really something else (which
I assume) but that's what she goes by and I have never heard anyone call
her anything else. Sister is the person who answers all of the questions
and possibly, more than anyone else, appears to make the Great Race work.
And she does it all with enthusiasm and grace.
And finally, this is a picture into
my engine compartment.. Old flathead V8 engines have a tendency to
overheat so in addition of having two auxiliary fans, we took the side
panels off and added bunge cord to hold everything down. Doesn't
look too bad and dissipates heat much better.
That's it for tonight. More
tomorrow, I hope, from Clovis, New Mexico.
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