GT1 Americas | 12am | 181 pts | Door #6 | Ford GTLM '18
Messed up qualy again, and again ended up P14. Not a great start.
For the race, I decided to do 1RH -> 17RM. Previous attempt, I'd started on mediums to work through the field. My plan was to pit early, and at least let the field thin out a bit. Lap 1 ended up being a round of bumper cars. One in particular was a Pink Pig livieried Porsche that ran wide at Campsa after a BMW got alongside him, copped a .5-sec penalty, and decided to choose violence and PIT said BMW at the hairpin (earning a 5-sec penalty as well), before then taking out an AMG while trying to rejoin, and spinning an Alfa into Banc Sabadell, before getting reset on top of that. On top of that, a Ferrari lost it on his own into the hairpin, and a BMW got turned around in front of me.
I managed to escape all of this, and pitted for my tire change, despite that damned Aston from the Nurburgring round trying their hardest to ram me off at Europcar. It looks like he realized he was going to cut the corner and tried to get back on the racing line, and didn't realize (or care) that I was there. Maybe I should have left him a little room to get back on (though, in fairness, he was aiming to cut it well before the corner).
I came out of the pits in 13th after all the chaos. After this, the race was rather processional. While I was able to keep up with the Rowe BMW (at least, at first), I was never able to get close enough to mount a proper attack. Eventually, as the tire wore, he started to pull away, plus a .5-sec penalty on my part; fortunately, that was the only one I'd earn. As the race entered it's final laps, the Red Mist Porsche was closing on me. He'd qualified in P2, so it's not surprising he had pace on me. Fortunately, while he got close, he also could never mount an attack, and made a few errors that gave me some breathing room. As a result, I crossed the line ahead of him. Probably for the best that we never got too close, given this behavior at the start (Unbeknownst to me at the time. I was trying to keep my nose clean).
What I haven't mentioned is that our little group's pace was actually rather good. Over the course of the race, we managed to pass multiple others who pitted, particularly those who ran long on the hards, presumably not realizing the mediums could last the race. I actually finished a little over 7 seconds behind the winner.
The end result for me? P5, and 151 points. Given the previous run, and my poor grid position, I'll gladly take that. On to Spa, and, hopefully, a wet race for once.