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The End

Tuesday, June 21st, 2011

TA DA - nothing to it.

Red from Shawshank Redemption:
There’s not a day goes by I don’t feel regret. Not because I’m in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then: a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can’t. That kid’s long gone and this old man is all that’s left.

The airing of the grievances:

Not a very cheery way to start things off. 3 years ago – yep 3 years ago. I got lazy – since after every race weekend people would say “How’d you do?” I mistakenly mistook polite conversation for genuine interest and decided, “Heck instead of repeating myself 15 times a day I’ll just write it all down.” In the meantime I got to amuse myself and waste a few hours cataloging my free time shenanigans.

Then about a year and a half ago I had another not so good idea. Hindsight is 20/20 and there was a logical pattern to my reasoning, unfortunately as we’ve seen on the Spec E30 boards when you start with flawed initial assumptions any conclusion you reach is almost certainly going to be wrong.

Here was the main one:
For some reason one day I read the Grand Am rules and it slowly dawned on me. This wasn’t a World Challenge $500million car with bespoke invented pieces from the Space Shuttle parts bin that needed a Doctorate in engineering to understand.

This was naïve and knowing now what I should have known then, a rule book is a poor guideline to use in terms of a blueprint for a race car build. It is more like general suggestions. The car we ended up with along the way is every bit as complicated as a modified super type race car. The ONLY saving grace is the limit to motor modifications, and the relatively simplistic suspension.

Another horrible assumption was thinking we could use the stock electronics. BMW’s are generally good cars, however this experience has taught me one thing (simply my editorial) IF your race class requires significant engine tuning, modifying the engine, standalone engine management, extensive suspension modification – 1) get your head checked 2) pick another marque of car. Look for something American if engines are your thing, Nascar helps keep the cost down and knowledge up. Electronics, modifying the ECU, etc. Honda appears to be the easiest in this department. In general Mazda’s are a good ‘safe’ choice. This is simply because Mazda, unlike every other car company aside from maybe Porsche and Ferrari ($$$$) actually gives a sh!t about road racing. Their cars are in no way exciting and many times I have poked fun at them, but there it is – facts is facts.

We did realize (about when we got the car back from BimmerWorld) just how in over our head’s we were, but unfortunately the way out was paved with money. You can’t sell or use a pile of lumber as a house and you can’t drive, race, rent or sell a bunch of boxes of parts as a car. There were quite a few depressing months where I desperately wondered when the money pit would end, and exactly how we would assemble this thing into any semblance of what it had the potential to be.

Feats of Strength:

Thankfully, even though I despise using ‘luck’ and ‘hope’ as the foundation for any plan, they’ve rescued their fair share of mine. Seth Thomas (like many people not me) realized, probably more quickly than Craig and I, just how deep we were into this and mentioned to a friend Chris Smith that we might need help, or a buyer, or something.

Chris used to work (and sometimes occasionally still does work) for Kinetic (they run the Kia ST entries and M3 GS cars in Grand-Am) and had his own team racing at the 24 hour of Daytona race in the Rolex GT class. Long story short we were able to construct a deal where he would finish putting all our puzzle pieces together. Even with that agreement in place we still had a lot of work. For the past month up until 2am on Friday the 17th Chris and his guys, Electron Eric, and to a small extent, myself have been putting humpty dumpty together again. The goal of this was to be able to shakedown the car and get it sorted out so that we could potentially rent out a few seats for the rest of the Grand-Am, World Challenge, [Insert Racing Sanctioning Body Here] seasons. I’ll let the visual essay on FaceBook tell the story since pictures do a better job than me of showing and describing what had to be done (see almost a car album – facebook.com/dtomracing).

Almost done.

Almost Done

The June Nasa event became somewhat of an arbitrary deadline just so that we could get this thing into drivable / raceable condition. I informally mentioned to Steve DeVinney what we were shooting for and he said, “Well if that doesn’t work out you can race my Spec Miata that weekend.” I think he only made this offer because he had seen firsthand (to his amusement) how poorly I fit in a rental Miata back in December at Roebling.

We managed to make enough progress throughout June that the Nasa event looked feasible. In an attempt to salvage some feeble reward for all this time, trouble, and expense I gifted myself the maiden voyage. Chris busted his butt and called in more than a few favors to get everything prepped and ready. Friday morning came and the car ran under its own power, and even had stickers. I somehow managed to get the flattest tire ever on the truck going from the gas station to Chris’ shop (apprx. 5 min.). If I were superstitious that would have bothered me or maybe it was just to let me know that I still had that ole’ DTOM racing luck.

That ole' DTOM touch - still got it!

We successfully navigated the Nasa paperwork. 8am and we miraculously hit the track, the car even had stickers. The plan was to do one lap, come in and check for leaks, etc. As I entered turn 6 at Road Atlanta the steering went from pleasantly light to awfully heavy. I pulled in for our planned look over, as Chris popped the hood and the smoke billowed out, I knew we had a problem. Power Steering belt and tensioner had broken. I wasn’t too disappointed since this was pretty much meeting expectations. The team went to work and over the course of the day we got several laps in and worked on and off on the problems as they showed up. (At the time when I saw the smoke though – I won’t lie and say I didn’t wonder if one lap was all I’d ever get.)

Problem with the hyperdrive.

The aluminum pole(s):

We even managed to get Steve D. in the car for a session as a ‘thanks’ for all his hard work. Being greedy I had taken Steve up on his miata offer, figuring if the ST car didn’t work out I’d be covered either way. The ideal miata driver is a small man that is very flexible, roughly the opposite of me. After 4 laps in practice, and sitting for 15 min. on a brutally hot track (after our 1 lap qualifying was red / black flagged) it dawned on me that Steve’s race seat wasn’t the best possible racing position for me in terms of driver comfort. Thankfully I had a seat that fit just across the paddock in the BMW. Now making the RaceTech “wideboy” seat fit in a miata was a feat of engineering prowess and required equal parts optimism, invention, and stubbornness. Chris Smith once again fit the bill. OPM Motorsports was there supporting Steve, another miata driver Tom Hall, and myself. I had also gifted myself the present of being a gentleman driver. Since it was clear I wasn’t going to the pro ranks I’d be d@mmed if I sweated my a$$ off changing tires all weekend.

Now OPM knows miatas like a fat kid knows cake, there were three guys looking on as I pulled that seat out of my truck and none of them thought it would fit. I had a few surprises as I learned a little about miatas over the weekend. The first was pleasant (for Chris anyway) the top comes off a miata, this makes getting a seat in and out slightly easier than a car with a roof. It still wasn’t too easy since it took about 2 solid hours, but it made a huge difference and I could suddenly fit in the car. The second surprise was that spec miatas don’t have ABS, Steve has four square tires to prove it. The third surprise was taking a year or more off from racing doesn’t help you, I was slow – embarrassingly slow. By the end of the weekend I had gotten down to a more respectable lap time / last place but it was like learning to ride a bike all over again. The fourth surprise (not really) was that having people at the track to take care of the car – fuel, tires, brakes, help you get strapped in, pep talk you on the radio – makes the entire weekend more fun. I think I had more fun goofing around with the OPM guys than I did racing.

We even had a good time almost getting killed by a storm. On Saturday the forecast had called for severe weather, and around 6pm it looked pretty dark. We all pitched in and got everything safely put away or covered. The remaining ‘to do’ was to unassemble the huge canopies that provided shade and shelter to our little parking spots. No one was excited to do this, and since we figured it would just be a strong rain, having the canopy up couldn’t hurt as long as it was tied down properly. Then the wind hit, holy cr@p did the wind hit. I don’t have a strong recollection of the next ten minutes but at one point I think at least 3 or 4 of us were lifted bodily into the air holding onto the frame of this canopy. I do remember thinking “oh sh!t I don’t know that this going to end well” as I saw the face of one of the OPM guys with his feet dangling off the ground. It destroyed this canopy and about a hundred EZ-Ups and knocked over 4 or 5 port a johns. The next morning the place looked and smelled like a refugee camp.

The aftermath. Holding aluminum poles in a thunderstorm. What could go wrong?

The End and Final Credits

So the weekend is over, the car is finished, now what?

I think it is safe to say that Craig’s racing career has come to an end, he is a full time dad now and like TJ, JP, Travis (sort of), etc. has found that trying or even wanting to balance racing with family responsibilities isn’t worth the effort.

And let’s face it I haven’t kept up with this blog much lately, part of that is my own lack of enthusiasm. If I haven’t hammered this point home, this project wasn’t a roaring success and it is has killed a lot of the fun I used to have doing something that I enjoyed and was moderately good at. The spec miata thing was a toe in the water to see if I still had any interest and right now I can’t say for sure. It could have been my disappointing performance, or maybe it is still too soon.

I can’t definitively say this is the end of DTOM until I’ve made that final decision, however if I’m not racing there isn’t much else for me to talk about. And really the fact that a racing team sponsored by a pre-pubescent girls book club has nearly 3x as many “fans” as DTOM on Facebook has clearly shown me the market for hard core racing blogs (also taking away our title of number 1 amateur racing blog in the SouthEast in the process) perhaps isn’t what I thought it was. It could just be that Evan Levine is the Justin Bieber of SE Spec E30.

For now we’ll say this is the end of this chapter.

I’d be remiss if I didn’t list out the people that helped salvage what we did manage to get out of this adventure, and that was a pretty kick a$$ car. It took longer than we thought, and cost more than we wanted, but truthfully without the help of the individuals below (as hard as it is to imagine) it would have been much worse.

Brendan Digel – poor BD had his own albatross project at the same time and along with helping with mechanical stuff we lent each other joint shoulders to cry on (very miata I know).
Ted McMahan – it took me years of knowing Ted to realize I’ve pronounced his last name wrong almost the entire time.
Jason “The Cobra” Mascow – Jason fell in love shortly after we tore everything apart, and even though he (along with others) questioned my sanity throughout the entire process, that never stopped him from lending a hand.
Craig Geegar – Even though Craig was my partner in crime, I talked him into this thing, the fact that Craig and I can still talk and joke around is pretty amazing when I think back on some of this.
BimmerWorld – specifically Ryan, Josh, and Dave. All of those guys (especially Ryan) were super supportive and did their best to answer any hair brained question I might have. Ryan and Josh were cool enough to even help put about half the car together in a day and drive 6 hours for the privilege. BTW I did forget Clay, Marks, Seth, DW, etc. everyone at BW helped out and shared waaayy more information than could be reasonably expected with a “competitor”…
Diffsonline Dan – Dan is a hoot, and knows more about car differentials than anyone should.
Scott Mc Minime – he went through about 45 iterations of comments from Craig and I on some awesome logo and creative stuff. I offer my sincere apologies that it won’t actually get to see the light of day. Scott is a super talented dude.
Eric SchiebElectron Speed. Eric was awesome, he took the project despite his better judgment, and lived up to every promise he made and always went above and beyond. I can’t recommend him enough.
Chris Thurman – speaking of I told you so, Chris pretty much said I was bat sh!t crazy from day one, but still did everything he could to help us out.
John Eversley – he gave us some great advice coming from about a hundred years of practical experience, he also gave us some great work at an almost free price, basically because I think he took pity on us.
Steve DeVinney – Steve has been a great sounding board for some of the various decisions, he can be a surprisingly rational voice of reason. He also pitched into any project with the car that he could, for no apparent reason other than being a decent guy.
Robert Patton – besides pretty much talking both Craig and I into racing, Robert was kind enough to become DTOM Racing’s adjunct storage facility so we could reduce our expenses and still keep Craig’s garage ‘somewhat’ usable.
Chris Smith Racing – Chris is super enthusiastic and is a talented mechanic that has a great understanding of what it takes to compete and succeed at the pro level. The DTOMracing 328 E90 will be in his more (than us) capable hands from this point on.
DTOM ‘fans’ all 128 of you on FB and the 1000 or so hits a month we get on the site. Thanks I hope you got what you paid for.

Chris hates these tow hooks, but I love my OEM fit and finish!

Our first and probably only..

Tuesday, June 1st, 2010

Birthday Present from the BW guys, our long lost chassis fresh from the media blaster!
e90 Post Media Blast 1

What I did over Spring Break

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

You probably can’t learn to run a race team in four days, but we don’t know how to build a race car either so let’s not get caught up in the details. Using our Ready, Fire, Aim approach to this pro racing thing – since we had purchased and stripped a car, I figured it might be a good idea to actually see how a Grand-Am event runs. I had been to this same race last year when the BimmerWorld crew were doing their due diligence on the series (before they made a decision, announcement, and bought / stripped a donor) as a spectator but that doesn’t always give you the subtle details working behind the scenes allows.

I made my gracious offer to Clay, that in return for credentials, food, and lodging I’d serve as his apprentice team owner. For my mental model I used a combination of Roger Penske and James when he fell off the team transporter, basically a guy looking grumpy wearing some type of hat, sunglasses, and radio earphones. We started negotiating on specific duties based on my diverse skill set – eventually settling on Car Helper / Tool Fetcher as my official title, which I modified to “Chief” Car Helper / Tool Fetcher due to the fact that I was the only one with that job description. I still maintain I could have served as Dave White’s security detail, but will reluctantly acknowledge that he wasn’t swarmed by female groupies like Patrick Dempsey and his four police officers so in hindsight probably not the best use of my time, that is the call an experienced team owner makes. He also made me promise to bring Craig.


DTOM Security Detail

When we got there we were asked to reprise our roles from the famous car stripping video i.e. Craig Geiger as President of the Film Club, and Jim Robinson caterer. Then at the end of each day James or Jason Marks would ask “Did you learn anything today?” I certainly did! I know where all the fast food spots in Leeds, AL are. Now how that connects exactly to managing a professional racing team I’m still a little foggy on, but I’m sure it will come into focus down the road. Thankfully we also were able to sneak in Ted, Jason, and Brendan and they got a chance to look over the cars, ask intelligent questions, and receive intelligent answers from Marks, Ryan Kuhn, Dave Simpkins, et al.


Craig’s handy work.

In addition to getting lunch I also tried to generally stay out of the way, the BW crew does an amazing amount of work getting the cars prepped and ready, setup changes, not to mention some of the obiligatory work required like packing & unpacking the rig, Grand-Am inspections, etc. This just reinforced my opinion that driving the car is somewhat the easy part in all of this, having the right support people are crucial to success. Wayne Yawn the team’s engineer also dazzled us with his 911 engine trivia and successfully answered Craig’s one tough question – “Why are manhole covers round?”. His friend Amy showed some awesome jump rope skills too, the most attention I think the team got all weekend was when she was jumping rope – see a small taste here.

Since we’re talking about Barber it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t complain about the track a bit. First of all it is a coin toss between which is more miserable; standing outside in the paddock when it is 100+ degrees, or standing in the paddock with huge clouds of pollen floating around. By the end of four days I was ready to pluck my eyes out of my head. Unfortunately every time I had a run in with the legendary paddock police of Barber, Clay was sitting right alongside tsk tsk-ing me into not running over cones or people, and not destroying property. I took some satisfaction in seeing the huge grassy fields that they use for parking absolutely destroyed by the heavy rain that came through on Thursday. It was a total mess.


“Ha Ha” – Nelson from the Simpsons


Superstar racer Randy Pobst was making his own parking space all weekend to keep his baller ride clean, I had to one up him.

Another thing I ‘learned’ while standing on the pit lane was more about the Indy Racing League than Grand-Am. There is always a higher level. Grand-Am has some nice stuff, there are pro teams that have huge semi’s, big dollar stuff. IRL takes that and turns it to 11. There wasn’t a guy on pit lane that looked like he’d ever changed his own oil. They looked more like engineers and computer geeks. They had massive ‘war wagon’s’ with seats and awnings, and carbon fiber bits. They had huge antennas for telemetry and weather gizmos. In short probably about as close to Formula One cr@p that you’ll ever see in Alabama. Also all the drivers are like Shetland people. Danica Patrick is a tiny tiny grumpy girl, Helio Castoroneesess (The dancing with the star tax cheat guy), Tony Kannan? All borderline midgets.


How much does the umbrella holder guy make a year?

So after 3 days of car helping and fetching lunch, Clay introduced me to my race time duty – “Deadman”. The picture will help explain; basically the GA fuel rig has a valve that someone has to hold open while the car pits and fuels. I’d like to think they call it the “Deadman” because it so easy a dead man could do it, but in fact its called that because when it blows up and the dude holding the valve open falls to the ground as a pile of ash the fuel shuts off and saves everyone else that isn’t standing next to a firework. I didn’t give this a second thought, and with Clay’s encouragement of “Don’t screw this up” I figured no problem.


Pull the yellow handle and don’t blow up – Mini in background pre-blaze.

Since it was very easy I didn’t screw it up, I only mention this because it has forced a review of my well documented safety first policy. Here I am in jeans and a golf shirt surrounded by dudes in nomex fire gear next to 60+ gallons of fuel when towards the end of the race a Mini goes up in flames. Not – ohh a leaf got caught on the exhaust and started smoking, a “WHOOSH” and oh sh!t they’re pulling that dude out of the car on fire, type fire. No one was hurt, and we had earlier noticed that one of the Mini’s were leaking fuel into a puddle but assumed it had dried up. Well whatever problem it had didn’t fix itself, unless you count burning to a crisp a ‘fix’. The pit crews put the fire out three times, before the big fire truck dudes rolled up and foamed it down. Unfortunately we’re not building a Mini otherwise I would have seen if the wheels were for sale since that is about all that wasn’t a melting pile of cr@p afterwards.


Mini – post blaze.

In summary what did my apprenticeship teach me? Well that if you need a guy to feed between 10 and 16 people with fast food, I may be your man. Craig is really good at sticking a bunch of cameras on a car and pressing a button. You wear fire proof snowsuits for a reason. Grand-Am looks like a lot of work. The End.


Congrats to Dave White for sitting on the Pole! Pictured here in his second big time interview – remember hands down.


Here Dave celebrates sitting on the Pole, who says racers aren’t athletes.

Dude, where’s my car?

Monday, April 5th, 2010
“Matured,” daily driving, air cooled, 911′s hit their sweet spot during spring time. The ac system in these cars suck and the heat is 50% breathable air and 50% carbon monoxide mixed with oil vapors. They are truly awesome cars, but not for everyone. With the windows down though, they’re perfect for anybody.
Right now in Atlanta is window down driving weather. And won’t be for long…
On the eve of the great 330 strip-a-thon, my mother in laws car got stolen (94 Accord, not too surprising), which provides another karma strike against tearing apart a perfectly functioning, really nice car. Her car also had our second kid seat base in it. I will spare you the complicated and obfuscated logistics that Jim manages to mastermind at the 11th hour in order to get a third non running race car (and in the case of what’s left of the 330, I use that term even more liberally) into my garage. The short version is that my 911 goes to his garage (his stupid SE30 doesn’t have an ECU to run currently), my wife takes the pick up truck to work every day and my mother in law uses a 1 series vert temporarily. Meanwhile… Jim takes my 911 to work or dinner or his daily trips to the pet store or wherever when he feels like it to pimp as his own and, somehow, someway….THERE’S AN EMPTY GARAGE SPOT WHERE MY 911 SHOULD BE.
I can’t believe this. I’m so pissed off that I think about how I can drop off his non running SE30 paperweight at his driveway and take back my 911. But sparing you the even more complicated logistics (trailer, tow vehicle and kid seat swap nonsense + number of trips), without going through two days of enourmous wasted effort, all while bringing my daughter with me through the entire boondoggle, it’s rendered impossible. Jim 1, Craig 0. Noted.
Update: The AV club down at the local middle school that Jim managed to entice into editing our timelapse video for free, is working feverishly and should have them ready by weeks end.

No turning back now!

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

In for a penny in for a pound, don’t lift mid-corner, and whatever other clichés you want to drag up. Long story short we took a car that had some value and reduced it to its component parts (i.e. ‘no value’) in a little less than 7 hours.

(sidenote: Apparently the car part removal gods read my thoughts a little too literally since the first thing that was removed early Sat. morning was the plastic piece that controls the tail gate on my truck, it exploded into non-working plastic pieces. You could get the tailgate unlatched with a pair of big channel lock pilers, I considered for a few moments not fixing it but I didn’t own channel locks big enough and I already get a ration of sh!t from Clay et al. on the crack in my windshield. Seriously what engineer or accountant said, “Hey on a Heavy Duty work truck lets make the tailgate handle out of plastic. People will never break that.” Oh and insult to injury the component parts to fix $83. Steve D. just looked at me as I explained, “And that is how DTOM writes itself”)

Clay likes to brag that all his employees are racers. DTOM likes to brag that all its ‘employees’ (i.e. unpaid volunteers) are mechanics, well with the exception of Craig and I. In fact even the camera guy we convinced to show up to help ‘memorialize’ the event was a mechanic, but only on Volvos so we didn’t let Brian actually touch anything. Seriously what is harder to find, someone to race / drive your car or someone to work on it? Try this little test, go to a race track and yell out “HEY anyone want to race my car for me?” see how many offers you get. Then go back the next week and holler “HEY anyone want to come work on my car for me?” and compare the two results.

Everyone wants to be a race car driver, we got that part licked, very few people find it exciting doing real work for nothing. In spite of that, and due in part to my amazing capacity for bull sh_t, we managed to have the usual suspects in attendance for the big tear down – Ted, Brendan, Jason, Craig and Myself. However – we also had two late additions to the line up in Steve DeVinney and a guy named Mo. I never caught Mo’s last name but he was of significant assistance since he worked at a dealership and gave a lot of much needed guidance to removing the dash and some of the trickier bits. Mo if by some chance you happen to read this – Thanks! Steve D. also showed a tremendous capacity for tearing things apart, probably as an outlet for his ongoing arguments on the Spec E30 forum.

In case you ever find yourself needing to tear a 2006 330i BMW apart here is a pretty good list to help guide you:

- Get your head checked before you go to step 2.
- Remove windshield front and rear. In our case we have to reuse these so we paid a ‘professional’ instead of kicking them out with our feet, which would have been more fun.
- Remove doors, hood, and trunk for easy access
- Remove seats and interior
- Remove wiring
- Remove rear subframe and running gear
- Remove front subframe and running gear
BTW if you find yourself in the market for E90 parts let us know, we now have a substantial inventory of cr@p for sale. Email DTOM Racing at Gmail.com for more info.

There you go, nothing to it! Few other minor things you’ll want to plan for. Have a place to store this sh!t. We rented a storage spot, which we thought would be MORE than adequate. In fact it’s already full and we don’t have the engine, or rear subframe in it yet. During the removal process we had stuff strewn from one end of Jason’s shop to another – roughly 6000 sq feet of junk. The car itself was down to bare metal around 3:30pm; it took another 3 hours to sort through and move all the parts and determine what absolutely stayed, what could possibly be sold, and what we could throw out. Remember to ratchet strap the car to the lift, thankfully Brendan thought of that. Turns out when you remove everything but the engine from a car it gets a little nose heavy, you don’t want to have a car nose over 6 feet in the air.

Have a plan for what to do with a 500 lb. chunk of car shaped metal. I always acknowledged this was the weak point of my plan. Around 10am Jason said “What are we doing with this thing”. My reply of “I’m still thinking about it” didn’t inspire confidence. The debate was over leaving enough on the car to enable the wheels to roll or not. Leaving it as a roller would have required a lot of work later and we were trying to get this as close to ‘ready’ as possible, but would have been a lot safer. We opted for the build a dolly play. Basically this meant constructing a giant skateboard to sit the car on so we could roll it around. As Craig has learned from his numerous ill fated home improvement projects you’ll be required to make at least two trips to Home Depot. Our first one we scored the necessary lumber, then we needed some uber wheels for this monstrosity since rolling it around on a nice smooth concrete floor is easy, over a rough bumpy parking lot and up my trailer ramps requires something a little more all terrain so we went to Northern Tool. Only upon our return did we notice that we had neglected to purchase any means of affixing the casters / wheels to the frame. Craig borrowed Steve D’s midlife crisis mobile (aka 996 911 turbo) and went to get some lag screws. Since he is retarded he got some about an inch and half long instead of like 4 inches. More on that in a bit.

So we got to the point where the mess was cleaned up (sort of), the car was on its skateboard and strapped down securely, and my trailer was in the parking lot ready for loading. We rolled the chunk of metal out and started pushing towards the ramp. It gave a sickening lurch and stopped. The tiny screws on one of the casters had ripped out of the wood, this left our paperweight teetering precariously on a 3 wheeled homemade shopping cart. Craig affected immediate “repairs” and the ‘car’ was gently rolled onto the trailer. Then we had to affix the dolly /skateboard to the trailer. This (for me at least) generated a fair amount of anxiety since I had just seen one of the wheels collapse and had witnessed what was holding this entire rickety operation together. In this case I feel that a picture literally is worth a thousand words.

We were ready to set off. Now I’m not normally known as a safety sally like Steve D., who practices his exit drills from his various race cars on the weekend, but I think everyone noticed my distinct lack of enthusiasm about driving this Beverly Hillbilly setup down one of the busiest highways in America – in a truck without license plates, or registration (I had removed them to put on the car to drive over to Jason’s shop on Friday and forgot to put everything back when I left in the morning Sat.), on a trailer with no working lights. Oh, and on the car we had removed the VIN Plates, and I had no bill of sale or title. I told Craig “We’re doing this Smokey and the Bandit style. You stay glued to my bumper and if a cop comes by wreck into him and I’ll gun it.” With that game plan sorted out we started off towards Craig’s race car storage facility (aka his garage).

We had gone about two blocks on another very busy two lane road (41 for locals of ATL) and my phone rings. Its Craig saying “The rear ratchet straps are loose you need to pull over so we can tighten them”. I looked around and the next available option was a left turn. So I jumped over to the turn lane and sat waiting for the light. It turned green and I slowly inched up the hill into the shopping center parking lot. I am checking my mirrors when I see Craig on the back of the trailer holding onto the car and waving at me. Uh Oh.

I wish that we had caught this on film; unfortunately I’ll try to do it justice. Imagine this rig in a left hand turn lane. Craig in his pickup truck behind me gets out of the driver side door and hops onto the back of the trailer and starts tightening the straps, the light turns green and I take off (much to his horror.) His truck is sitting in the left hand turn lane with the door wide open and I’m driving off with him on the back completely oblivious. Brendan thankfully was in the passenger seat and hopped over and got Craig’s truck moving in time to run the red light. All this happens while about 5 people at the bus stop point, laugh, and shake their heads.

We finished the day by placing another non-running race car into Craig’s garage. This displaced his cherry 911 from its prized garage spot, this ’89 911 is so nice that you can’t even tell it was once wrecked at Road Atlanta on a warm up lap at a DE. I gleefully offered my now empty garage spot to which Craig reluctantly agreed. So to summarize – Craig has 2 partially running Spec E30’s, my trailer, and a car shaped paperweight in his garage, while I have a sweet 911 that I’ll drive to work in lieu of my pickup truck. I’m smarter than I look.

Programming Notes: We’re going to milk this one day of work for all its worth. We ran several time lapse cameras, and had a friend shooting a bunch of pics with a ‘good’ camera as well. Eventually Craig will get around to building the new site to host all this frivolity so stay tuned. In terms of next steps for the car, it goes to a media blaster to get paint, etc removed and then to BimmerWorld HQ for the cage.