First of all, thanks to shin for a great evenings entertainment and a well done to everyone who made it!
The top gear pole position shoot out.
We had the sublime to the ridiculous (and all in between). Dragnostic set the ball rolling, with a stunning lap, which certainly was a high benchmark. Times were hovering round the 1.22 - 1.24 mark, a few people had small excursions, notably douqa (which drew gasps from the viewing lobby, one wag saying "I've never seen him crash before") and shin who almost decided to do the first part if the lap again, after doing the first part sideways!
I set a 1.28, lifting off in the follow through (chicken), and generally ensuring my Chrome beemer stayed shiny.
I then wanted more track action and accidentally joined in remy's lap, after panicking on my behalf, I quit and it didn't seem to bother him as I think he set one of the quickest laps, sorry remy!
Tsukuba.
I started around 7 or 8th, behind brm, 13 cars were on the grid, after a clean start , these 13 tried to get in a space designed for 2, ie the first corner, luckily it is a short run and all were through, I'm sure there were some playful taps but nothing serious. The first hairpin approached, again for me all were through safely enough, but the taps were becoming more noticeable! Through the esses we we went, I decided to just back off a touch approaching the last hairpin, before the straight, to give me enough room if someone had an accident up top, I need not have worried.......
Finding myself on cold tyres, two of which I believe were just on the grass, on applying the brakes, it all started to go Pete tong, control was diminishing, the pack was getting nearer, then somehow the car took a big meaty swing to the left, as the cars went to the right, I was now a passenger, it was a slow motion experience, watching your life pass before your eyes, anyway, there I was sideways, hoping that I wouldn't collect anyone else, but then, o but then I tell thee, there was shin, who wanted some of this meaty action and was left with no choice but to make it a t-bone (sorry shin). My return to concours, a eventful one.
The rest of the race I was on my own, averaging around 1.04/5 lap times, on the last 2 laps I was starting to get lapped and after diving into every available gravel trap, or coasting off track or as close to possible off track, most people got past (dont forget tsukuba is a very tight circuit with little or no space to get out the way).
The next race.
Started 1st, finished last.
Starting first, I was glad, as everyone was behind me! A slow start, and finding again, that cold tyres don't grip, I had to take it steady. Found myself 2 abreast, on the twisty rear section (ooo matron), I was slightly squeezed into the wall, collected damage, and with the pack behind me and damage to the car, I was left with 2 choices,
Attempt to take the corner, with damage, with the pack behind me, not knowing how the car will handle, possibly causing chaos.
Or
Sacrifice myself, and plant it in to the wall avoiding everyone,allowing them a safe route through.
I went for the latter. The damage meter, lit up red, I coasted back to the pits, took on fresh rubber, repaired the damage, then for the rest of the race, continued to smear my beemer against everyone wall on the track! Had to pit about 6 times, but I didn't quit, losers never quit!
Third race, high speed ring reverse.
Started 1st finished 11th or 12th (can't remember)
Avoided all accidents, didn't get involved with anyone, my most enjoyable race of the night. The first corner on different laps claimed many victims, nothing like hammering it down the straight, to have several BMW 1 series, scattered across the track! After weaving through, poised, delicate I avoided adding myself to the casualty list.
I even found myself in 2nd position before my pitstop, arrrggghh, the pitstop!
You have to question why the pitlane puts you at full racing speed on cold tyres, back on the track , where the first thing you have to do is brake to avoid the tunnel wall. It claimed me, and also blacquejack and we discussed over the mics.
So there we go, the adventures of a concours race, from the eyes of a novice.