Okay okay. Here we go. I'm still slightly intoxicated from last night's Halloween party, but after a nice hot chocolate and some butter creme cake I think I'm good to go.
Now, since it's been a few pages since I've had any time to update the next part of this thread, I think we should do a quick recap of the last part.
S13Teddy wrote:Then I trekked back out to Horse Thief Mile for a private test day with the Norwegians and the Japan Auto Supra that competed at the Red Bull World Drifting Championships.
It was this day that my car started heading downhill.
That day at the Horse Thief Mile was quite uneventful. Early in the day, one of my front tires debeaded from the wheel and sent me off the track.. I bent one of my tie rods, and now I no longer had my Dunlops in the front. We went to a local auto parts store and picked up a new tie rod. Nieko helped me throw it on (I'd never changed a tie rod before) and I threw on a pair of Nexens in the front.
God what a terrible idea that was.
As the day progressed, my car was still running just as crappily as it always had. Sputtering at any rev over 4500, no power. But I was still trying my best to drive the stupid car. The sun eventually started setting, and my helmet had no sun visor.
As I came down the water tower section, I missed the apex, over corrected and spun out into a pile of haybales. Bummer.
Well night was starting to fall and I still had to drive the car home. But with a broken radiator, two broken headlights and the nighttime starting to fall, it was time to get to work and fix my no longer "perfect" automobile.
Good thing all my Norwegian buddies were all here to help, and let me tell you, I never would have gotten home without them. They fixed the radiator with a piece of plastic and a lighter. And so I drove the car home like that at night, with only one working headlight.
So my buddy Devin (wow-thats-a-cool-car) came to my house and we started fixing the car to our best ability.
It didn't come out tooo bad. At least it was driveable again.
Right after fixing it, it rained a few nights later and I had this spot where I wanted to take wet pictures. So even with my car in bad condition, I went and took some pics.
Then I pulled these tension rods from my other car too.
I also still didn't have power steering. Remember? I had a competition coming up in a few days, and by golly I was determined to make it there with a properly working car.
So I changed out my steering rack. What a biiitch that was! OMG. I never want to do that again.
Then I went and got my car aligned. Wow. Either the alignment rack was seriously fubared, or my car was seriously fubared. Caster was at 13 on one side and 7 on the other. The closest they could get the caster together was 11 and 9. So now I had different caster on either side. Front camber was at -1.5 and -2.3, rear camber was at -3.5 on either side.
Terrible alignment specs. But whatever. For some reason, I wasn't really worried.
Coming up was the 626Drift Top Gun competition. I was ready. My car looked ready.
This Topgun event was seriously like the end of my car. But I'll save that for another time. I need to clean my thrashed house.