Thursday evening.

We had another beautiful day at the track today. The weather this week has been great. Hopefully, it will continue through Saturday's race. As for the last day of qualifying, I have to admit I'm a bit disappointed. I did not manage to get into the 1:41s. I actually went about 1/10 of a second slower than what I did yesterday. The track was hotter, which made for less stick. My times did improve against the direct group of competitors around me. So, it was a slower day for everyone but I went faster than they did. I left the track prior to the posting of the final qualifying results but it looks like I will be grided around 35th out of 47, with a best time of 1:42.3. Today, I was 3.4 seconds slower than the fastest car.

So, in order for me to have gotten into the 1:41s, I would have had to go a little more than 3/10 of a second faster. Think about that for a minute. Do that whole counting thing we did when we were little: one one thousand. Now, think about a third of that time. That's the small amount of time I needed to achieve my goal. And that's over a 2.4 mile track. Not a lot if time, eh? But, on the track, that last fraction of a second can be very elusive.

I'm off tomorrow, at least from a driving standpoint. I am going to head to the track to see Freddy Baker race in the T1 race. I'm spending the night in Mt. Vernon, the closest city with a hotel I could find that had rooms. Then, I'll be at the track bright and early Saturday morning to get ready for my 11 a.m. race. I hope to see you at the track.

Oh, that's my dad at the top of this blog. His name is John C. Williams, too, but everyone calls him Jake. He came to the track with my sisters, Becky and Martha, on Tuesday. They took these pictures. Not sure that they'd want them posted here, but, it's my blog. That's Becky in the car. She had a hard time getting in (It is hard to get in the car with the roll cage.). And a hard time getting out. It also bothered her that the streeting wheel did not seem attached. Martha's the one making the weird face.