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Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:25 pm
So the car was done, and it was time to finally use it for what it was built for! Drifting!
But the next track event wasn’t for a month or so, so I drove the car every chance I could get to get used to my new beast, this was a long way from the stock KA I had been drifting with up until now.
Finally the day came, and me and dad were going to make the trek out to evergreen speedway to debut the car, we left at 530am and got to the track a little early. I was super nervous and excited at the same time, it was my first time drifting evergreen, and first time in this car at a big track. Everything was perfect except…….rain, and lots of it. I hate drifting in the rain, but we came all this way and a little water wasn’t going to stop me, so we unpacked the car and got everything ready.
I was in run group one of three, my first two runs went really well, but the track was like driving on ice. It was one of the rare times in WA where it was hot and didn’t rain for a month, until that day, so the all the oils on the track were rising to the top and it was making it pretty much undrivable, I should have stopped driving, me and dad both knew it was too risky, but I didn’t.
Then the unthinkable happened, I came off the bank in 3rd gear, hit a puddle that was in the middle of the track, spun, and hit the wall backwards at about 65-70. My brakes were useless cause they were soaked like everything else that day. I blacked out on impact, and cracked my helmet in two places. I can only thank my dad for building this car so safe for me. Once I came to, I got out of the car under my own power; I was 100% fine, which is really most important. My dad was first on the scene; he pushed through the track officials that were trying to hold him back. I cried long and hard that day and I’m not too proud to admit it. Looking back, I also learned a lot that day, about driving and about myself, and about how much my dad loves and believes in me.
I had drifted a lot before the wreck, and this was just one of those situations where one bad decision can really f*** a good thing up. It didn’t help to be angry with myself, so I just used this unfortunate experience as something to learn from, and I truly believe I’m a better drifter because of it. A wise man once said, “there are two types of drifters, those who have wrecked, and those who haven’t, yet.”
Anyways, that’s the saddest part of my story so far, thanks for listening and sorry it got kinda heavy in here for a second. There is more I haven’t told yet tho, in this pic you see me and my dad right after the wreck, what you cant hear is what he said to me… it went something like, “don’t worry buddy, this isn’t over yet”