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All Jacked Up at the Freedom 250

Coming through pit row.

What’s worse than one flat tire during a race?  How about three?  Or how about three flat tires AND NO JACK?!  That is what happened to us this weekend at the MORE Freedom 250.

I arrived Barstow late Friday night (side note: sometimes I feel a bit like Robby Gordon…I just fly in/fly out for races.  Good thing the team is on it!) and fell into instant sleep.  The next morning we got out to main pits, did a quick tech, grabbed our gas from F & L, and set off on a quick pre-run.  I have a bit of an advantage as my clean up driver, Mark, usually helps MORE lay out the course.  He also knows every inch of that desert like the back of his hand.  It’s kind of awesome.

Sammy the Bull from Dezert Outlaw Motorsports was pitting right next to us and wanted to pre-run the 29 mile loop with us in his class 1450 truck.  We stayed together until the Mile of Danger, which is really more like Three Miles of Danger, when Sammy had to slow down.  We stopped and waited, radio-ed back to make sure he was okay, and continued on when we heard all was good.  Mark guided me through the course.  We did a few turns twice as they were a little tricky, and got back to pits in about an hour.

An hour after that, Sammy still was not back.  Here’s why:

Yep, broke the whole damn spindle off the truck.  Needless to say, he didn’t race (or did he?) and the Lady Bri is still out there waiting for her knight in shining armor to come rescue her.  If anyone has a winch, let me know and I’ll put you in touch with The Bull.

Russin and I getting ready to do werk.

I was off the line at 4pm with the Russian in the co-dawg seat for the first time.  We picked off a competitor before race mile 2 and had the leader in our around race mile 16 or so.  We chased him for a bit until BAM!!  Flat driver’s rear tire.  We pulled over, Russian got out, and…no jack.  What the WHAT?  All I can think of is we lost it in the Mile of Danger somewhere.  It’s never really fit all that well in the car and that section was really rough.

So….what to do?  No jack, big flat tire.  Russian lifted the back end a bit and I stacked some rocks.  Then we dug under the tire but it was so rocky there we couldn’t dig deep enough.  As luck would have it (for us, anyway), Nick Tonelli picked that moment to have electrical issues (I think) about 100 yards from us.  We limped over, borrowed his jack, shared a tool, and were on our way.  All told though we lost about 20 minutes.

Lap two was clean.  Unofficial time was 48 minutes, which is an average speed of 36 mph, with a quick pit.  The good family team of Bradley Racing was there to guide us safely into pits and lend a hand.  Lap three brought another flat, again lucky for us near a chase vehicle.  Not OUR chase vehicle, mind you, just A chase vehicle.  Big thanks to team 1280 chase who jumped out of their truck, impact wrench in hand, and changed the tire for us.

Lap 4 was clean, but at this point, I was toast.  I was not feeling well.  In fact, I was pretty sure I was going to barf.  I had wanted to try to stay in the car the whole time, moving over to co-dawg for Mark for laps 5-8, but I knew I was spent.  I radio-ed back to see if  back up co-dawg Pepper, whom I knew was coming late from work, was there yet.  The answer came back negative.

I came in just before 8pm and look who was all suited up and ready to co-drive?!  None other than Sammy the Bull.  I literally fell out of the car and stumbled over to a chair, willing myself not to throw up.  Martee is always on hand with a cold bottle of water and this time was no different.  I eventually laid down on the trailer until my body stopped humming.  It took about an hour for me to feel back to normal.

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Mark and Sammy had a bit of trouble with a loose distributer cap on lap 5, but he had a fast 46 minute lap 6.  Alas, the Mile of Danger took it’s toll on lap 7, with another flat.  This time there were no strangers on whom to rely on their kindness.  Chase was called out, but by the time they got to them, we had timed out.

Official results aren’t posted yet and I’m not sure if we’ll get a DNF or just a low ranking.  I do feel very proud of myself for the clean laps I drove.  A former Gazelle told me that after going to Morocco I would be a better driver, and she was right.  I was definitely more comfortable and relaxed.  I was better at picking lines and fixing mistakes when I made them.  Was I perfect?  Oh hell no!  I picked the same damn wrong line every lap in this one section!  But, overall I felt very good.  We were on the pipe quite a lot in 4th gear and I felt very much in control of the car.  There are still times when I am cautious; downhill and sharp turns being the worst.  Much of that is seat time.  Practice practice practice!

Mark, me, and The Bull

So what’s next?  Well, I need many new tires, the transmission could be re-geared a bit, the motor has a bit less than 1000 race miles on it, and I noticed one of our limiter straps is wearing.  Plus we need new bushings, the shocks always need work, and goddamn it I want a new race suit!  I wanted to run the Chili Cook Off in September but I don’t think we’ll have the coin.  We may just squeak through Powder Puff in October and then do a complete tear down in November/December.  We’ll just have to see where the $$$ is.

Thanks to everyone who showed up to help, including Dawn and Andrew, Pepper, Jesse, Chris, Steve, Russian, Mark,  Dad, Martee, Dale, Gary, and new pals Bradley Racing, Big Sam, Pirate Hooker (I swear that’s her name!), Carly, and some guy named Rut with a great red flashy light.

And PS to all my female racers:  Check out how you can be in the 2014 Women of Off Road Racing calendar!

 


JFF at BAP

 

We had such an awesome time at Battle at Primm this past weekend!  SNORE Racing put on such a well organized and safe event.  They had over 200 cars there but everything ran smoothly and on time, with plenty of volunteers and an awesome staff.

There were 26 cars in our class, and AAAALLLLL the big dawgs came out to play.  Many of them had their single seat 1600 cars, which probably weigh about 10 pounds over the minimum.  They all had their win faces on too.  I knew this was a place to sit back, learn, and JFF.

As we pulled into staging on Saturday, I was shaking and my stomach was in knots.  Just seeing all 26 starters there and knowing I’d be out with them on those short 13 mile loops was enough to get me super nervous.  I needn’t have worried though.  Since we were unable to attend qualifying we started in the back and I am not kidding when I tell you I saw only two cars that first day.  What I thought was going to be some kind of epic wheel to wheel experience was more like any other desert race where you often find yourself out there alone for long stretches of time.  I’m sure the guys in the front didn’t have that same experience, but for me I was rollin’ solo.

After the first day, it became obvious that the leaders had me in just flat out speed, to say nothing of drive experience.  BAP is all about fast straightaways and dangerous turns.  I’m sure I lost some time in the turns as my entrances were pretty timid (there is a limit to the whole slow in/fast out theory after all) but I was pinned in all the straights and the highest Mark saw for me on the GPS was 72 mph.  Mostly we ran those sections in the high 60s.  I am sure the other guys had at least 5-7mph on me in those straights.  It’s a combination of gearing, weight, and let’s face it, money.  I can’t afford a new engine or a complete tear down every race.  So I guess we will continue on our quest to JFF and know that we are doing the best we can with the resources and talent we have got.

Mark took over driving duties on Sunday.  Everyone turned in slightly slower lap times since the course was chewed up a bit from the day before.  The fast speed I saw for him was 75mph, but there was a wicked wind and we may have been pushed a bit! At one point on the dike jump we could both feel the wind push us as we were flying through the air…not a good feeling!

We ended up 14th out of 26 overall so that isn’t too bad. I learned about the car, I got a lot of practice in dangerous turns, and hell we even got to drift a bit in the stadium section of the course!  Next up for me is the Rallye Aicha des Gazelles in Morocco March 19-28th.  In a week or so I’ll have info about how you can follow my team as we navigate our way through the dunes using only a compass and an old map.

OMG I ALMOST FORGOT ALMOST THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED OVER THE WEEKEND! Fellow Gazelle Julie and her hubby Ben drove out from Vegas to say hi…IN A RALLY FIGHTER!!!  I was so not expecting them to show up in a freaking Rally Fighter!!!  And get this….BEN LET ME DRIVE IT!!!!!!!!  It’s way bigger than I thought it would be and feels quite ponderous.  The hydraulic steering is a bit twitchy but nice and heavy and the torque is just clean and available through a wide power band.  I drove it on the highway and off road and while I was nervous because, hello it’s not my Rally Fighter, I did go fast enough to feel confident in saying that this car is a beast!  AND Ben is hooking us up with a set of pink MaxTrax for the Gazelle Rally.  Thanks, Ben!!!

 

 

 


Battle at Primm Is Next

Hola, race fans!  We had a good time out testing this past weekend.  The Mr. Miyagi of shocks was on hand to dial in our baby.  It’s always a balancing act; a tweak done on one component effects the other and it’s all about finding that correct edge.  It’s a very tricky process and it means a lot of turning something 1/2 turn, then running up and down the test track for 2 minutes at flat out.  Then come back, turn something else 1/2 turn, back to the test track…lather rinse repeat.

Mr. Miyagi, doing work.

 

After testing we headed on over to the Slash X, or /x to those who know.  Always a great time to be had.  Sabrina, my navigator for Gazelles, was able to join us and she just fell in love with the place.   There are always motorcycles, quads, and buggies parked outside as families come out for a day of wheeling and always stop at the /x for lunch.

 

Hot damn she looks good!!

 

The next race will be Battle at Primm with SNORE Racing, Feb 22-24.  Truth be told I’m scared shitless.  There are at least 30 1600 cars entered (we’ll be running #1611 as our number has already been taken) and ALL the big dawgs will be there.  The format is 2 days of racing with your class, and we will do 5 laps of 13 miles each.  There will be a ton of wheel to wheel racing and I’m in my head about it a bit.  I’m always scared before a race though.  I think you’re an idiot if you’re not scared.  Hello….you could die!!  The trick is to push through that fear.

Because there are so many cars they will do qualifying runs.  I won’t be able to get there in time for that but it’s just as well.  My plan is to let the big boys battle it out and break down.  My strategy is always JFF.

Just Fucking Finish.

 


We Take Second at Toys For Tots

What a great way to end the season!  I got to go out to Los Angeles for 5 fun filled days of cars, complete with the LA Auto Show and a spin in the new VW Beetle Convertible.  Then I capped it off with the MORE race, where each participant brought some toys to donate to Toys For Tots.

We saw some great cars at the LA Auto Show.  My faves were the new Abarth cabrio, although to be honest I’m not sure how much of a true convertible it really is.  I adore that car and really wish it were offered in AWD and a true drop top, but if you’re down with FWD and want some fun, definitely check it out.

Interior of the 2013 Abarth Cabrio

I also got to say hi to the head of SRT, Ralph Gilles.  We talked Challenger and Viper and all things SRT.  I really like how they have brought back some great designs, but never lost the original feel.  Design evolution as opposed to revolution if you will.

I can't decide who is the best looking: Ralph, me, or the Viper.

And though I will probably never ever buy one, I was pleased to see the redesigned Honda Civic.  Everyone pretty much trashed the 2012 Civic as being, well…boring.  Honda responded quickly with a 2013 refresh that I think is quite successful, at least from the rear.

It looks good, no?

Friday I found myself driving the new Beetle Convertible. They had many different engines/transmissions to try and I got behind the wheel of the TDI manual and the turbo manual.  Both are fantastic, with the TDI offering excellent mpg and torque.

Those headlights...so Boxster-y

Along the way they had some vintage VWs for us to drive.  Honestly I was more excited about this 1979 bug than anything!  Funny but it drove just like a class 11!!

Air Cooled Love

A highlight for me was watching some journalists try to get the Beetle out of the soft sand.  They were so cute!  I was tempted to tell them to lower their tire pressure, but decided it was more fun to just sit back and watch.

ROTFLMFAO!!!

That night I hightailed it out of Los Angeles and made my way up to Barstow for the MORE Toys For Tots race.  It honestly felt a little odd; like I was just kind of dropped at the race with little prep time, which I guess is not far from the truth.  Mark and Dad had been out with the Mr. Myagi of Shocks the week before and had the car dialed in as much as they could.  The engine had been gone through down in Mexico and everything was good to go.  They had even bought gas.  It just feels odd not participating in any of the pre-race stuff.  I never pack up the truck or do any of the leg work…I really want to get back to CA.  Being this far away from everyone is killing me.  I’m just so lucky that I have good people helping me.  Very very lucky.

At tech, making sure I have all my safety equipment and that it's up to date.

At any rate, we ran a pretty smooth race.  I dropped to fourth after the first lap (hey, I didn’t pre-run…gotta take that first lap slowly) but came back to second by the end of the second lap and held it the rest of the race, thanks to co-driver Pepper keeping me at a good pace and boosting my confidence with phrases like, “That was so much better than on the last lap!!!” The format of the race was pretty cool.  We ran 6 laps of 19 miles, then 6 laps of 13 miles.  Sometime on lap two I separated the tire from the rim a bit and had a flat.  Best flat to have if you ask me, as the guys just popped it back on the wheel and it holds air just fine.  We stopped again at the end of lap 3 for one minute as the guys had missed a lug nut during the tire change.

Talent running out in 3...2....1 (don't worry. we saved it)

When I gave the car over to Mark, we were 6 minutes behind the leader and 4 minutes in front of third.  Martee hopped in as co-driver but we had a bit of a fuel spill while she was getting buckled in.  I’d like to say that making sure this won’t happen again is Priority Number One for next season.  A fuel spill is absolutely not to be tolerated.  It’s unsafe and we won’t have that.

Mark and Martee took off and put down two great laps, but the spill took it’s toll on Martee.  She was smart enough to take herself out of the car so she could get out of her suit and clean up a bit.  I was  the only one still suited up, so guess who went into the car for another 50 miles?  Yours truly. I was happy to do so, honestly, as I got to ride with Mark who has more 1600 seat time than I do.  He kept a steady pace and took us the last 4 laps and on to the podium.

Congratulating the winning team by giving them a tiny little bit of shit. Kidding! First in class Chris Fogle in #1620 could not have been nicer.

The guy who won said his team were sweating us a bit.  They found our radio channel and modified their pit schedule when they heard our chatter.  It’s nice to know I made someone worry a bit.

The whole in-car team made the local paper

So now it’s all about Morocco and raising the money to get to the Rallye Aicha des Gazelles.  It’s nine days, off road in Morocco with no GPS.  Points are awarded for shortest distance, not fastest time, making this a rally that is won by navigation and decision making rather than speed.  We need about $18,000 just to register.  You can donate via the link at the top of the sidebar.  Anything raised above and beyond our entry and rental fees will be donated to the National Breast Cancer Foundation.

And of course, don’t forget about our awesome Women of Off Road Racing 2013 calendar.  We are on our second printing so be sure to get yours NOW.  www.teamcouragegazelles.com/calendar

 


Toys For Tots

Pepper and I at tech for the Powder Puff

Looks like we’ll be out at the last MORE race of the season, the Holiday 200 on December 1.  The race will be a toy drive for Toys for Tots.  Gotta bring an unwrapped race car for a lucky kiddo!  From my understanding the race is 2 short courses of about 20 miles.  They split up the fast cars and the slow cars and you get a few hours on one course and then you switch.  I don’t know if they’ll put 1600 in the fast group or slow group.  We’re kind of slow fast cars.  At any rate, I’m so excited that Pepper Junus has agreed to co-dawg for me. She and I took 1st in class at the Powder Puff in October and we are hoping for a repeat.  Mark Burke will take over for the second course, with a super secret co-dawg. Let’s just say we are working on having the lightest passenger weight possible with his co-driver. I’ve heard Jason Coleman’s co-driver is a midget, and I aim to beat him.

And my week leading up to the race promises to be full of awesome.  I’ll be hanging out at the LA Auto Show for Roadfly.  Word on the street is Porsche will be debuting a new sports car, and since I just got out of a 911 I’m excited to see what it’s all about.  I’ll also get the chance to drive the new Beetle convertible.  But on Friday evening I have to high tail it out of LA to Barstow in time for tech.  If anyone can give me a ride let me know.

This has nothing to do with anything in this post, but I like the pic.

Remember you can still purchase our calendar, featuring some rockin’ female off road drivers.  All proceeds will go to getting us to Morocco for the Rallye Aicha des Gazelles AND help fund mammograms.  How rad is that?

 

 

 


WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER!

I can’t even begin to tell you how awesome it was to place first in class after all the bad luck and poor driving decisions I’ve made the past few months.  But it was a whirlwind weekend, let me tell you.

It started off with me not going to sleep at all on Thursday night, and getting on a 6am flight from DC to LAX.  It was just easier to not sleep.  I was lucky enough to secure a Dodge Charger SRT8 through my RoadflyTV contacts, so I had some wheels while I was out there.  Good thing too because I had to hightail it out to CBS to do a quick interview on KCAL 9, and then bust a move for tech up at Barstow.

This was a race I did as a part of Courage Girl Motorsports.  The MORE Powder Puff Race for the Cure features all female drivers and co-drivers, with all proceeds going to Cedar Sinai Breast Cancer Research Center.  Each year the race raises over $100K through team donations, a raffle, and our entry fees.  It’s one of the best races of the season and it was great to be doing it with my Courage Girls Michele, Martee, and Pepper.  You can read more about us at www.teamcourageracing.com

While at tech we talked to people, handed out calendar pre-orders (have you ordered yours?  you should), took some photos, and did a few interviews for a DVD coming out about the Powder Puff.  But really all we wanted to do was go to bed so we could get up and RACE!

The next morning Martee and Michele took off in Grace for the morning race.  Grace is emblazoned with over 400 names of breast cancer survivors, fighters, angels, and previvors.  Such a sight to see her racing across the Barstow desert.  She finished 3rd in class with an average speed of 24.7mph.

My co-dawg Pepper and I got in the car, now named Christine because she sucks you dry and tries to kill you, for the afternoon race around 11:45.  It’s always so nerve wracking to be sitting there in staging, waiting to start.  All I can think about is how much I have to pee, how my helmet is too heavy, how much I’m already sweating.  And then magically…we start and there is nothing but the road ahead and the wheel in my hands.

Pepper was fantastic in the car, calling corners and cautions, encouraging me to throttle down and pass (Trophy Trucks!  We passed Trophy Trucks and Class 1 cars!), and telling me patience when Christine’s rear end started kicking out.  And the end result?  First in class and the car was still running.  Holy crap!  And I was so close to getting a 40mph average but alas 39.5mph was all that was to be had.

So what is next?  I need to take stock of money and schedules and see if we can squeeze in one more race.  We are really focusing on raising money for the Rallye Aicha des Gazelles, a 9 day all female rally in Morocco with no GPS.  You can buy a calendar or donate at www.rally.org/teamcouragegazelles


The Hilights of the KC HiLites Race

What a great time we had this past weekend out at Lucerne Valley.  This was the first time we had the car out for a race since we got it earlier this year.  Yes we had the car out for the Mint 400, but honestly I never felt like we were truly prepared for that race (at since we only made it 36 miles, I think it’s fairly obvious that we weren’t).  This time, the car was in good shape, we had excellent pit, chase, and driver/co-driver crews, and I had a TON of moral support since all four of us from Courage Girl Motorsports were together.

Courage Girl Motorsports

Westy had also brought out some fabulous people, 2 of whom were out chasing and I didn’t even meet until after the race was done!  Keith Stewart of Pit Works and his pal Adam, Kenny the Russian, Dale the Welder, Bill and Gail, Shelly and Ryan, and awesome driver/co-dawg Mark and co-dawg Brent…everyone came out to help me get in the car and I will be forever grateful.  Dad and Dale had been working on the car everyday for weeks and basically all I had to do was show up.  I don’t know how I got so lucky!

The weekend started a little rough though.  Dad and I were holding down the pits, waiting for Dale and Westy.  Their truck wouldn’t start!  It took them a few hours to diagnose and fix the problem, and as a result we had a really late tech over at the Slash X.  But it gave Michele and I a chance to catch up with pals, so neither of us really minded.

Michele and I with Art, probably the most awesome person in desert racing.

Since this was a night race, we had until 3:30pm or so to get all the last minute stuff on the car done.  Mark and I took her out and we both thought the back end was too soft, and it was tracking right a bit.  We checked the shock pressures, looked at the tire pressures, clicked the rear torsions a few times.  It was really all we could do at that point.  It wasn’t running badly, but the back end was getting away a bit.  Had my goal been a win I would have really flipped out.  But my goal was to just get her around and not do anything stupid, as I usually am wont to do.

I had 2 really solid laps.  Not too fast, not too slow.  I met my goal for average mph.  I passed a few people.  I was passed by more.  I was focused.  I was consistent.

I was pleased.

Quick pit stop...and another click on the torsions.

I gave the car over to Mark who busted out a great 40 miles until the alternator took a huge crap.  No GPS, no radio (well we didn’t really have a radio to begin with if I’m being truthful), no lights, no power.  No go.  They were able to get another car to radio back their position, but it took chase a while to find them.  At that point they were able to switch out to a new battery to get the car to the road where Dad was waiting with the trailer.

And that was the end of the race for us.

So it sucked that we didn’t finish, but for me personally it was a victory.  It gave me more confidence behind the wheel and 146 miles of seat time in some very rough terrain.

Next will be the MORE Powder Puff on October 6th, benefiting Cedars Sinai Breast Cancer Research Center.  It’s one of the most fun races of the year, with over 200 entries and nearly 20,000 people out in the desert.  Last year the race raised over $100,000 and I hope we can raise more than that this year.  Hope to see you at tech!

Awesome livery!

 

Radio central.

 

Driver Change

 

"And then we flew through the air for like, 50 feet!!"

 

PS  On the way home Dad had a flat on the trailer, but Slime saved the day.

 


Doing It Alone Just Ain’t No Fun

Living in Washington DC and racing in California poses some shall we say, logistical nightmares.  I can usually only come out for 3 days to race, getting to actually work on the car is a luxury, and don’t even get me started on all the money I’m spending on plane fare.  Fortunately I have an awesome team that helps me out, and I wanted y’all to meet them!

First, there’s Dale.  He’s our go to guy for welding.  He’s made us a trailer (A WHOLE TRAILER!), repaired the floor pan of the 1600 car, and is making a new skid plate.  He also sometimes stores the car in his shop and his wife makes the best iced tea this side of Las Vegas.

Nickname: Moustache!

 

She's naked!

 

MA'AM's motor just waiting. Good thing we had Dale's shop to work out of

 

And what team would be complete without a logistics person?  This is actually the hardest job in racing,  as you are basically trying to predict the future while herding a bunch of unruly cats.  No…worse than that.  Unruly wild mustangs.  See racers can be like unruly wild mustangs; they are smart but damn do they want to do their own thing!  Your logistics guy has to figure out who is chasing and who is pitting, where they will be, when people are arriving, where they are sleeping, what they are eating, when you’re going through tech…I could go on and on.  And now, for this race at least, I have my very own Logistics Luminary.  And we call him westy (no capital w, he sez).

 

westy likes to look all mean and stuff.

 

westy has run logistics for the Baja 500 and 1000 as well as events stateside and he’s also a racer, so I have no problem turning everything over to him.  I know I’ll learn a lot with him running the show and if it all goes well, maybe he’ll join us permanently.  He’s bringing some awesome pit/chase people out to the race and I am so excited to meet everyone.  It always floors me when people I don’t even know step up to help me.  Sure, they are getting the thrill of being on a race crew but still.  Sometimes sitting out in the desert for hours on end waiting for the car to come through can be a nightmare.  Fortunately the car is in great shape and our goal is just to finish.  It would be great not to finish last, but honestly this is the first race with me behind the wheel of the new car AND it’s a night race.  I am doing this more for experience than anything else.  I want to drive well, not break, and finish.

So when is this next race?  I return to my native CA for the combination MORE and SNORE KC Hilites race on September 8th.  Tech is on Friday September 7th at the Slash X so if you’re around, come say hi.  I have no idea what color my hair will be, so just look for #1617!

 


This is a Test of the Emergency Wheel Travel System

Well, okay not really, but a week or so ago I met Dad up in the high desert for a little bit of seat time in the car that may just turn out to be known as MA’AM (Mean Ass Angry Monkey.  Either that or Rooster.  What do you think?)  Up until this point I’d had a total of 7 minutes drive time in her, and 36 miles of co-driving.

Thursday started off toasty and windy!  We settled in at Stoddard Valley and found a few other people out testing as well, most notably COPS Racing.  I wish I could have gotten a picture but their damn Trophy Truck went by so fast I was lucky I had enough time to jump behind a bush so as not to get *totally* dusted out.

We were finally able to break out our care package from Slime.  They sent us a healthy supply of tire sealant, tire pressure gauges, a few plug kits, and a much needed portable tire inflator that connects right to the battery.  Our old one was…well…old.  This one by Slime is super fast and much quieter.

Dad using the new 2x Tire Inflator from Slime

I spent the first day just getting a feel for the car.  It’s similar in width to the baja, but the wheel base is much longer, so it’s a totally different ride.  It has a puck clutch, which is either engaged or not (read: it’s kind of easy to stall).  The transmission, however, shifts much smoother than the baja, which I always had to force into 2nd gear a bit.  The front end behaves differently and  there are bypass shocks and a little bit more travel all the way around.  The baja runs a 2180cc motor whereas MA’AM sports the stock 1600cc.  However, she’s much lighter.   How much lighter I’m not sure since she hasn’t been on the scale, but I can definitely feel it.  I keep telling people that any co-driver will have to be 170 pounds or less so we can keep total passenger weight down to 300 pounds or less.  I’m not really joking.

Play car vs Race car

Unfortunately, something was keeping my baby down.  She was sputtering like Tom Cruise does when reporters ask him if he’s gay.  It was most pronounced at the lower rpm range, like when starting out or turning around, but sometimes when going uphill, even if the revs were still high.  Hmmmm….a carburetor issue of some sort.  We were meeting fellow Courage Girl Motorsports team members Pepper and Martee that night for dinner, so Pep stopped off at Mohr Performance and picked up a fuel filter, new jet,  and a carb rebuild kit.

You know how if you live in a small town you run into people at the best and/or worst times?  That night at dinner was one of the best times.  Martee was telling me about her secret weapon when it comes to shock tuning, the Mr. Miyagi of Shocks, if you will.  Well we walked into Chili’s and who is having a beer at the bar?  Monsieur Miyagi!  It was agreed upon by all parties present that we should meet the next morning for a little go around.  Of course, that night we still had to address the carb issues.  I changed the fuel filter and helped the guys take off the carb.  They went to work rebuilding it while Pep, Martee, and I ran out for supplies…namely zip ties and beer.

Next morning bright and early we were at it again.  But still with the sputtering!  The carb was totally clean, we had a new jet, new fuel filter.  We decided it was the float.  I can’t tell you yet if we were right, but the engine is currently at Major Performance getting a going through.  But I digress.  Mr. Miyagi (I would like to note that Mr. Miyagi is neither a karate master nor is he Japanese.  I just like calling him that because he is a miracle worker and the Annie Sullivan of Shocks doesn’t sounds as good.) met us out in Stoddard Valley and the testing began.

We got in the car and he told me, “When I tell you to get on the pipe, you get on the pipe!”  Uh..sir, yessir!  Most of the session was him and I in the car for a run, him yelling at me, “ON IT! ON IT! ON IT!  NO LIFTING!” and me thinking, “This guy is going to kill me today.”  Then he’d be out of the car, adjusting things which I don’t even pretend to understand, then back in for another run.  And I could tell with each run that something was different.  And holy crap I could go faster!  A lot faster!  Now he’s telling me to stand on the throttle and I have all kinds of confidence!  Taking the whoops in the baja at those speeds would mean my back end would get away from me.  Now MA’AM leads with her nose BAM BAM BAM right over the whoops and the back end just follows, easy peasy.  Of course, we didn’t get a super accurate tuning since the engine was not running at full potential, but it was a good start.  Once we get the car back together we’ll go out again and fine tune.


So what is next?  We will be running the MORE/SNORE combined KC-Hilites race in September, where I hope to have a fundraiser for Gazelles.  We are also running the Powder Puff in October of course.  That race will mean a lot as it raises money for Cedar Sinai Breast Cancer Research Center, and it will also be the Revenge Race for Grace, the official truck of Courage Girl Motorsports.  Her front driver’s wheel has fallen off two years in a row and we are really hoping that doesn’t happen again.  Pepper and Martee will be in Grace, and I will be in MA’AM for that one.  I’m also working on an awesome calendar of bad ass female off road drivers.  More info on that as it becomes available!

Next week I’ll be part of the drive team for Desert Dingo in their class 11 at  the VORRA USA 500 out near Reno.  Tech is on Friday July 14th, so come on down and say hi if you’re in the neighborhood.  If not I’ll be tweeting as much as I can @MMMotorsports and using #USA500.

This is what 1107 looked like after the USA 500 last year.

 

 

 


Mint 400…Well More Like Mint 36

Oh those three little letters.  You know the ones:  D.  N.  F.  They stand for the most hated, vilified words in off road racing:  Did.  Not.  Finish.   But that is what we were.  Let me go back to the very beginning.  It’s a very good place to start, don’t you think?

I arrived in Las Vegas on Thursday morning.  Sammy Navarro, my partner for the race, picked me up at the airport and we were off like a shot!  Thursday was spent going up to main pits to grab our spot.  The good people at Best in the Desert had a pit reservation system in place and every place was marked out and numbered, which was really nice.  It helped mitigate people arguing over space and it was definitely less stressful to do it this way.  We also stickered up the car a bit, found a place to park (and with a truck and trailer in downtown Las Vegas its not always easy!), met up with some friends and just had a relaxing time.  The next day would be full of work…

We were up early to discuss driver rotation and to make work assignments.  We still needed to get the course on to the GPS, buy gas, talk to BFG pits, register, and of course, get the car through tech.  Sammy had brought Cortney on as another co-driver, so the three of us headed to registration, where we got SWAG!

Meanwhile, Dad was bringing the car around to the load off area so we could join the tech parade down Fremont Street.  We got our IRC tracker sorted out (small world, the ex-wife of a childhood friend now works for IRC…I was even in their wedding!) and then it was time to push the car down Fremont Street.

If you haven’t ever been to Fremont Street, its part of downtown Vegas that used to be super duper seedy.  The city turned it into a pedestrian zone, covered it with a canopy of lights, and revitalized the whole area.  And we got to take our cars down this open street!  People were all around taking pictures, asking about the cars, pointing at the cars…it was an attention whore’s dream!  But honestly it was going by so fast, if Dad hadn’t reminded us to take pictures, I would have totally forgotten!

We passed tech with flying colors, and I headed the line of cars following the police escort through the city streets to the on load area a few blocks away.  When a light turned green, I stalled the car.  Now before you start laughing I would like to remind you that I have very little time in this car and it has a racing puck clutch.  A puck clutch is either in or out.  It doesn’t slip like the kind of clutch you have in your street car.  So cut me some slack.

At any rate, I pressed the starter and nothing.  Again.  Nothing.  It would crank, but not turn over.  The guy behind me gave me a push and I dropped the clutch (oh by the way Mr. Police Officer who asked me if I knew how to do that..yes I do…jerk) and made it the on load area.  As soon as I got there I turned off the motor and turned it back on again with no problems, but it would come back to haunt us at the start line.

The rest of the day was spent on last minute work on the car and some team marketing.  I was able to get a great interview in with Speed Freaks and did an autograph session with one of my partners, Off Road Vixens.  Then driver’s meeting, and to bed early since we were up at 3am to get out to Jean and staging by 5am.  Yes.  5am staging for a 6am start time.  We decided that Sammy, having helped us out with entry fee and logistics, would take the first driver shift with me as co-dawg.  We lined up and as we were told to move to the start line, the damn car stalled.  And it wouldn’t start.  And it wouldn’t start.  And it wouldn’t start.

The other cars in our class started to go around us and she finally turned over.  We were racing already!  We got up to the side by side start and didnt really have time to think about anything before the light turned green and we were off.  In the dark.  And directly into silt.  What the hell?  Silt at the starting line?  Oh yeah.  So with 2 cars starting every 30 seconds in the silt that meant dust.  A lot of it.  We spent at least 50% of our race in the dust.  And I’m not talking a few specks here and there.  I’m talking can’t see 2 feet in front of you dust.  Most of the time we were just following the amber light of the car in front of us, watching it move up and down and adjusting our speed accordingly.

But there was so much for me to do as the co-driver that I didn’t really have time to be scared.  Co-driving is more than just going along for the ride.  You have to call corners, watch for danger signs, call mile markers back to pits, read the GPS, and most importantly, warn the driver of any cars coming up behind you.  It’s all easier said than done as you are strapped in so tightly you can’t really move, your helmet obscures your visibility, and you’re bouncing around like a ping pong ball in a wind tunnel.  I couldn’t get the GPS to track up, even though I had checked it before we left.  Instead of the cursor remaining still and the map moving below it, ensuring that a left on the GPS equaled a call of “left turn 100 feet,” the map stayed still and the cursor was moving.  So among all this I had to think, “Is this a left or right hand turn coming up?”  and that is a difficult thing to do while moving at 45 mph through rocks and silt.

We made it to pit 1 at race mile 36 and made the mandatory stop.  Sammy shifted into first and the tranny made the most horrible noise.  It sounded exactly like it did when we first picked up the car in February.  We had fixed the problem, we thought, with the new throwout bearing.  Not so, it seems.  We found our pits and we really only had a single truck there, as full pit crews are for teams that have, um, money.  Fortunately people out in the desert are always willing to help and as soon as we pulled in the car was surrounded.  In fact, at first we went ahead with the driver change as planned and as I settled into the seat there were suddenly 2 sets of hands helping me get my harness on, attaching my radio, and otherwise making sure I was safe to race.

Alas it was not to be.  We had some help from the Riot Racing guys and one guy who’s tshirt I don’t remember.  They pulled the motor and it seemed the input shaft was more moveable than it should have been, the clutch disc had seen better days, and the needle bearings were toast.  Now I don’t know if that was really the problem or if there is more to found inside the tranny itself.  I will say that we didn’t lose a gear and the noise was only heard with the clutch pushed in.  Could it be the pressure plate?  I’m not qualified to say.

We spent the rest of the day at pit 1 watching everyone come through and shooting the b.s. with everyone.  For dinner dad and I grabbed a buffet and were both asleep by 9pm, and I was in the air the next afternoon.  It’s frustrating to have spent all that time and money and then not even get to drive, but as they say…that’s racing.  The desert won this time, but I’ll win next time.  If we can get the car turned around in time I’d like to run the Mexican 1000 with NORRA.  It would give me some awesome seat time and its a really fun time as well.  Four days from Mexicali to Cabo!  It’s very expensive though and some unexpected bills have come up.  At any rate, that’s all for now.  Thanks for reading and I’ll see you in the dirt!


Crunch Fitness Partners With Mega Monkey Motorsports™

Washington, D.C., March 1, 2012 – Mega Monkey Motorsports ™  is proud to announce their partnership with Crunch Fitness in Washington DC for the 2012 racing season.

Crunch Fitness will provide Emme Hall, the principle driver of the Mega Monkey Motorsports™ 2 seat 1600cc desert race car, with personal training sessions as she prepares for the upcoming season.

“Anyone who thinks race car drivers are not athletes have never tried to control a car moving at high speeds through rocks, ruts, and silt,” said Hall.  “I may not be able to hit a homerun, spike a volleyball, or make a free throw, but trust me, after a race I am beat.  I need flexibility to climb into the car from the top while wearing a firesuit, gloves, head and neck restraint, and helmet, upper body strength for car control and to get the spare tire off the back and changed quickly, and cardio stamina to keep my heart from racing at the starting line!”

 Bryan Bullock, General Manager of the downtown DC Crunch Fitness, is also excited about partnering with Hall Ass Racing.  “Emme is a fixture at the gym already.  I’m looking forward to working with her and seeing her grow in her fitness levels, and we know she will be a great brand ambassador for us.”

Bryan Bullock and Emme Hall

About Crunch Fitness

In twenty years, Crunch has grown from a tiny aerobics studio with no air conditioning into a collection of 27 state-of-the-art gyms in locations such as New York, Miami, Los Angeles, Portland, Orange County, Sacramento, San Diego, the San Francisco Bay Area, and Washington DC.  It stands as a rapidly growing brand that fuses fitness and entertainment to make working out fun, bringing a host of unique services and products to our active and expanding clientele. 

Their philosophy is simple, “There are no judgments here – No too much or not enough. No glares of disapproval. Here we keep open minds. We are nurturers. We seek only to encourage, empower and entertain. There is no one type. There is no one reason. There is no one way. What we are is a diverse community; what we have is a culture of fun; what there is, is room for everyone: all kinds of people with all kinds of goals who’ve chosen to come reach them with us.”  You can learn more at http://www.crunch.com and follow on Twitter @CrunchGym.

About Mega Monkey Motorsports™

Mega Monkey Motorsports™ includes driver Emme Hall and her father, Larry Hall, as well as a team of unpaid (but highly appreciated) mechanics, welders and wrenchers.  They campaign a 2 seat 1600cc air cooled VW race car in races in California, Nevada, and Mexico.  They have been featured in Dusty Times, Dirt Sports, S&S Off Road Magazine, and Gearbox Magazine, and Emme blogs for Female Racing News.  Last year she helped Desert Dingo earn the VORRA season championship in class 11 (stock VW bugs) and holds the record at the Buffalo Peak Hill Climb, co-driving for JT Taylor in an ultra-4.  Emme holds an MFA in Costume Technology in North Carolina School of the Arts and is also a graduate of Yale School of Drama.  She is the Costume Manager at Ford’s Theatre in Washington DC and reviews new cars for Roadfly TV.  During her few free weekends you can find Emme campaigning her stock 2001 Miata in SCCA autocross events.  She has been aptly described as a “charisma missle.”  To learn more visit http://www.megamonkeymotorsports.com and follow along on Twitter @MMMotorsports.


Mega Monkey Motorsports™ Partners with Dezert Outlaw Motorsports for Mint 400

Sammy and I at Parker 425

 Washington, D.C., February 23, 2012 – Mega Monkey Motorsports™  is proud to announce their partnership with Dezert Outlaw Motorsports and Team Tracie for this year’s Best in the Desert Mint 400, March 23-25.  The announcement was made on February 20th on The Down and Dirty Off Road Show, hosted by Jim Beaver.

Sammy Navarro of Dezert Outlaw Motorsports has created Team Tracie to raise money to fight colorectal cancer, which is diagnosed in over 130,000 people each year in the United States alone.  Team Tracie’s mission is to help spread the word of early detection in the fight against colorectal cancer. Early detection is very important and vital, for over 80% of all cases of colorectal cancer can be prevented with screenings and follow up appointments. March is Colorectal Cancer Awareness Month, and the team wants to pay tribute to Tracie and encourage her to stay strong.  Tracie, you are not alone and that she is not alone in this fight!

Mega Monkey Motorsports™  includes driver Emme Hall and her father, Larry Hall, as well as a team of unpaid (but highly appreciated) mechanics, welders and wrenchers.  They are happy to join forces with Team Tracie and race their new 2/1600 at the Mint.

“When Sammy told me about Tracie’s story I was only too happy to help.  Racing for Tracie in the Mint will be such an honor.  The fact that I get to share driving duties with such an awesome driver is just a bonus.”

Sammy is excited as well. “I can’t tell you how excited I am to be teaming up with such a wonderful person like Emme and her motley band of racers.  Through this partnership we will be able to spread the word about colorectal cancer and honor my friend, Tracie.  I would like to thank Emme for allowing me to bring along my team members Mike Jenkins and Cortney Mcrae and race with the TeamTracie.org and FightColorectalCancer.org names on the new 2/1600.  Together we are going to make a fantastic showing at the Mint 400”

The Mint 400 is one of the best known desert races in the United States.  The new 400-mile course is located in Jean, Nevada, and will feature a high-speed passing zone near a dedicated spectator area, as well as rocky washes, silt beds, high-speed graded roads, rock gardens, and the giant rolling jumps The Mint is famous for. Additionally, racers will start side-by-side (two at a time), making “turn one” a new exciting spectacle of the race.

About Dezert Outlaw Motorsports

Run With the Bull

Dezert Outlaw Motorsports has raced in many off road series such as SCORE, BITD, MDR, SNORE,  and the recent Lucas Oil Off Road Racing Series.  With teammates Jenkins and Mcrae, the team has had multiple wins and podium finishes.  Dezert Outlaw has been featured in magazines such as Dirt Sports, OFF-ROAD, Skinnie Magazine, Dusty Times as well as in the off road video games Baja: Edge of Control and TrophyLite Rally for Play Station 3 and XBOX 360.  Sammy loves being behind the wheel but also excels outside of the car.   When he is not promoting sponsors and racers on live radio, at off road expos, and at race contingencies, you can find him working public relations for Mike Jenkins Motorsports.  More information can be found at www.teamtracie.org and http://FightColorectalCancer.org   You can follow Sammy on Twitter @DezertOutlawSam

About Mega Monkey Motorsports™

Mega Monkey Motorsports™  campaigns a 2/1600 and has been featured in Dusty Times, Dirt Sports, S&S Off Road Magazine, and Gearbox Magazine.  Last year Emme helped Desert Dingo earn the VORRA season championship in class 11, and holds the record at the Buffalo Peak Hill Climb, co-driving for JT Taylor.  Although sidelined for a year due to health reasons of her navigator, Michele Martineau,  Emme is currently working towards running with the Gazelles in the 2013 Rallye Aicha des Gazelles, a 9 day all female rally through the deserts of Morocco…no GPS allowed.   Emme holds an MFA in Costume Technology in North Carolina School of the Arts and is also a graduate of Yale School of Drama.  She is the Costume Manager at Ford’s Theatre in Washington DC and reviews new cars for Roadfly TV.  During her few free weekends you can find Emme campaigning her stock 2001 Miata in SCCA autocross events.  She has been aptly described as a “charisma missile.”  To learn more visit http://www.megamonkeymotorsports.com, and follow on Twitter @MMMotorsports.

 


It’s….A New Car (and some other stuff at Parker)

At one point during this weekend I said to my dad, “What day is it?” To which he replied, “Saturday.”  To which I asked, “Day or night?”  It was just that kind of weekend.  In three days we drove LA-Barstow-Parker-Parker Strip-Parker-Anaheim-Venice Beach-Barstow-Hacienda Heights-LA-red eye to DC.

I left DC late Thursday afternoon on a ticket I had earned by refashioning a pal’s pink gorilla suit to get it ready for her boyfriend for Mardi Gras (I swear I can’t make this stuff up). At LAX I picked up the 2012 Audi A5, with a manual transmission thank you baby Jesus, to review for Roadfly. From there I drove up to Victorville and met Dad. Early the next morning we were off to tech for Parker 425.

Sweet Looking Audi A5

Now before you get all excited, this is not a race report. The trip to Parker was merely to See and Be Seen.  I met up with, Michele, my navigator for the Rallye Aicha des Gazelles in Morocco.  For those of you not in the know, this year we were planning on running the Gazelle rally, a 9 day adventure similar to Dakar except it’s all female, points are awarded for shortest distance not fastest time, and no GPS is allowed. All navigation is done with an outdated map and a compass. Unfortunately Michele needs to have some surgery so our plans are on hold.  You can read the whole story at www.teamcouragegazlles.com  But we wanted to make it out to Parker to show the off road community that we are still determined to run with the Gazelles.

Team Courage Gazelles...Delayed but Not Gone

So we worked tech.  I mean we WORKED it!  We talked to the Fast Aid  guys, we joked around with the Dirt Sports Magazine dudes, we chilled with Azunia Tequila, shot the bs with the guys from Major Performance Engines, checked in with PCI race radios…hell we even discussed how Dakar could be promoted better in North America with Darren Skilton. But enough of the shameless name dropping. Let’s just say we had a great time. For my twitter followers, I tried to get some pics out but the network was so crowded it was impossible.

Team Courage Gazelles with Darren Skilton

We spent the night north of Parker at some old time race guy’s house and I remember something about a jacuzzi and my dad acting like a turtle on his back and that’s really all you need to know about Friday night.

The next day we had to get to Anaheim by 3pm to meet with a potential partner,  but we knew we HAD to watch some of the race.  There was an awesome spot where the cars would go under highway 95, race the largest part of the loop, then come back under 95. You caught them coming and going. So there we were, just chilling and we hear, “Oh man the Hall Ass Racing truck is here?  Hide your beer, everyone!” It was Randy, Carol, and Guy, some old neighbors from San Felipe. What a small, small, world.

If you haven’t watched an off road race before, its a little different than a pavement race.  Spectators are required to stay off the course, but there are still no barriers between you and the cars. This means that it can be quite dangerous, as evidenced by the California 200 tragedy a few years ago.  However, Best in the Desert did a great job keeping everyone safe.  The safety guy in our area made sure everyone was a safe distance from the course, and when this bozo couple tried to cross from one side to the other he was ON them like stink on poop.  They returned to their place much maligned, as they should have been.  A hot course is a hot course, and just because you can hear these guys and see their dust before they get to you, doesn’t give you, as a spectator, carte blanche to just walk across the lines.

Alas we couldn’t stay long as we had to get to Anaheim.  I don’t want to say too much about it as we are still negotiating, but a few weeks ago I got a call from a speciality fabrication company who expressed interest in partnering with us.  It’s a family owned company and dad and I had a blast meeting everyone. We were even their guests at the Supercross that night. Expect a fairly big announcement soon, but for now all I will say is that we are looking forward to hammering out the details.

After a quick sleep in Anaheim it was off to Venice to pick up the new race car.  Now let me start off my saying that this whole weekend was an exercise in herding cats.  I had to make sure we met up with Michele at the designated time, then she and I split off from dad at tech so we had to coordinate meeting times, figure out where we would sleep that night.  Getting dad out the door on Saturday morning was a bit of a chore (his goodbyes tend to be a little long), then we had to separate ourselves from the Old Gang at the race and make it to Anaheim on time, and find a place to crash that night.

So the final hurdle was getting the car up to Barstow for a little testing.  Skiny, who raced the car in the Baja 1000 as part of his Gentlemen’s Guide to Racing series, had it in storage in Venice Beach, but he had to go out to Vegas that Friday.  It was ridiculous to think he could drive from Vegas to LA, pick up the car, then bring it back to Barstow, so we did what Gentlepeople of Racing do:  Skiny called his girlfriend, she gave us the keys and the title, we hitched the car up to the truck  and brought her up to Barstow.  Now, we had met Skiny before, but  I don’t know a lot of people that would trust 2 people to basically steal his car and bring it to an appointed place in the middle of the desert.  But trust us he did and when Skiny came up behind us about a mile away from the Slash X, we knew it was cosmic fate.

She's still got some mud on her from the Baja 1000, but I think she's awful purdy.

The throwout bearing is bad in the car, so when Skiny took off with me as co-dawg, she made an awful, awful noise!  But once she started there was no stopping!  With the longer wheel base she handles the whoops SO much better than our 5 unlimited.  It’s not necessarily more powerful, but she could definitely run through the whoops better.  There’s no speedometer in the car, but on the flat I’d say we were up to 70 mph or so…and this is with a motor that hasn’t been prepped since the 1000.  Major Performance built the engine originally and they know the car well.  They said the car SMOKED all the other 1600s in Vegas to Reno a few years ago.  Same engine as we have now.  That’s not to say that I’ll do the same thing, of course.  Getting the most out of this car is going to be a challenge.  I’ll have to change my mind set to realize that whoops may or may not mean “slow down”.

I took a little bit of video while we were out there.  I need to do just a bit of editing, but I was on that red eye last night. Even though my pal upgraded me to first class on the way home, I probably only slept two hours.  Just rolled right from the airport to work.  So video will happen tomorrow, probably.  The entire photo album is up on my Facebook page for your enjoyment.  But for now, this is Mega Monkey Motorsports™, off to find my bed after a whirlwind weekend of dirty fun!

 


The Best Idea I’ve Ever Had…Maybe

If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you’ve probably seen some posts from me where I’m jabbering on about Diet Dr Pepper.  You’ve probably also wondered what the hell I’m talking about.  Relax as all your questions will be answered forthwith.

A few weeks ago I was listening to a MotoIQ webcast, the subject being how to find partners to further your racing career.  After the host spouted off some horrible statistic like “companies receive a billion sponsorship proposals a day,”  I knew I had to do SOMETHING BIG if I wanted anyone to pay attention to me.  After all, I’m just starting out and I don’t have a huge history behind me; just personality, drive, and creativity.  (Oh, and I’m pretty cute too.)

What, I wondered, taking a sip of my ever-present Diet Dr Pepper, could I do to make a company pay attention to me?  A company whose product I used?  A company who needed me as much as I needed them?  The sugar free deliciousness hit my tongue and shot directly to my brain.  I could make a model of my car, using Diet Dr Pepper cans!  Brilliant!

First of all, here’s a pic of our new 2/1600 car:

This has all the Gentlemen's Guide to Racing livery on it.

And here’s a picture of my radio controlled model:
After a bit of experimenting, I found that using the chassis from a radio controlled truck and forming the body out of light weight aluminum was the way to go.  Most of the logos were cut from a can and affixed with Gorilla Glue, but where the body of the car curved I had to use stickers.  I just couldn’t get the glue to work unless everything was flat.

Yes, those are pop tabs for headlights.

The way the car is built means that getting to the battery package is a little difficult.  It’s a long story, but I wanted the coilovers to show which meant I had to glue some parts together which means that you have to break that bond in order to get to the batteries.  However, even though I sent the car off to the Executive VP of Marketing at Dr Pepper Snapple Group, I did not send him the controller.  The only way he will get the controller is if I get a meeting.  A risky move, I’ll admit, but I’m a risky gal.
I did a video build journal of the entire thing, which I also sent to Dr Pepper.  You lucky people can check it out right here!  (Please note that this video is indeed NOT over 9 minutes long.  You Tube added about 6 minutes of silence at the end, or I edited in 6 minutes of silence.  Who knows?!)

And what was this I said about Dr Pepper needing me like I need them?  Well, maybe I’m being a tad optimistic (which is hilarious to those of you that know me personally, I’m sure) but I think Dr Pepper needs me to get back in the good graces of their female demographic.  The best way to do that?  A bit of rabble rousing between those Dr Pepper 10 guys and their little glorified UTV and me in all my 2 seater 1600 glory.  Think of it…battle of the sexes, off road style.
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If you agree, feel free to tweet directly to Dr Pepper and tell them how awesome I am.  Or post on their Facebook page.  And feel free to share this post, just click on one of those little buttons vvvv right below vvvv

BECAUSE RACECAR!

Can I tell you how long I have wanted to write that title?  Yes, ladies and gents, the search is over.  Mega Monkey Motorsports™  is now the proud owner of a 2 seater 1600 car!

I'm in love already.

They had never raced the 1000 before and even thought their pre-runner fell through and they had some communication problems while in Mexico, they were still able to finish in 25:54;06.  When Skiny got back to California he grudgingly decided to sell the car and contacted me.

Team GGTR in the Baja 1000

How, you may ask, was I able to purchase a car in such economic times as these?  Well, the other half of Hall Ass Racing, el padre, is kicking in, so in fact we each own half of the car and enclosed trailer it comes with.  But basically:

  • Every penny made from Roadfly  reviews since I started there in January of 2011 went into savings
  • I got a room mate in September and put that money directly into the race car fund
  • Over the summer I saved everything I made working at Shakespeare Santa Cruz
  • I institute a One Light On At a Time policy to keep my electric bills under $20/month
  • I gave up cable
  • I stopped eating lunch on MWF.  I’m not really joking.  I kind of did.

It wasn’t easy and of course I still have to continue to save.  Flight travel alone is going to kill me, but now that the car is ours I can start getting my partnership packages out to companies who need my help to get the word out about their products!  I even have a few tricks up my sleeve to get their attention!

We are still looking to build our team.  The fastest man on the peninsula, Steve O’Leary has signed on, and our pal Kenny The Russian is down as well.  There was someone I had hoped would be available to co-drive now and again, but that asshole hasn’t called me in weeks so HE’S booted for sure!  Take note men:  If your girl has a race car, you had better treat her right!

Bad. Ass.

I will not do a full series this year.  I want to jump around a bit and see which one I like best.  I am hoping that our first race will be the SNORE Battle at Primm in February.  1600 is the bonus class in that race so there will be a lot of entries, and I figure why WOULDN’T I want to race against Luke and Daniel McMillan, Jason Coleman, Cody Freeman, et al?  In the next few days I’ll get a full calendar worked up and will post it here.
We will probably pick up the car the same weekend as the Parker race.  We won’t race it since the car still needs a good prep, but it will be fun to hang out and shoot the shit with pals, old and new.  I’ll probably be sporting some serious pink hair at that point, so please if you see me, don’t be shy!  Come on over and say hi and we can chat a bit!
(ps:  Jim Graham of Desert Dingo thinks I should call the car Rooster.  What do y’all think?)