Hi all.
This post might be a little long winded, but hey...... I've got another entire 24 hour race to wait for to complete....for the second time, so I thought I might try to ease my rage with a little creative writing that will hopefully.....humor someone.
Last night I set B-spec bob on a journey around the Le-Mans I 24 hour, in my hard earned Nissan R92CP, with the view that he was racing only for victory.
To begin with, I carefully nurtured him for his first couple of pit stops, making sure he had a lead that made him competitive enough so that it wouldn't be a wasted effort, and experimenting with pace settings to find the most competitive. I found medium pace / overtake to be the quickest, and have a reasonable pit strategy, so left bob to his mind numbing task. Whilist he was spinning out occasionally, the loss of time was less than had he been driving at pace 2.
It was a bit of a gamble, but it seemed to be paying off, as he was clocking an average of 3 seconds faster than the next fastest car, which happened to be another R92CP, but pitting on par with the rest of the field, whilist I made some well needed zzzz's.
I awake, to find Bob about 3 mins in front of the opposition at about the 10 hour mark, I accelerate the time until he's one lap in front, then on the next pit, switch over to A-spec to try my hand, mainly to see how difficult the car was to handle. In short, she was an awful son of a b**ch to drive, but I was lapping as fast as bob on green tyres, but when they waned down to deep orange, which was where bob was pitting, I found the car near uncontrollable for my style of driving with a DFP, so badly so that the AI unlapped itself, and cut the distance down to two minutes.
Realising the critical situation, I decided that Bob will in this instance, do a hell of a lot better than I, and content in the knowledge that bob led overnight on the same settings, I let him be, and I turned the TV off, the stereo off, started my motorbike, and went off to uni. It was then that I remembered that the power company had sent out a notice of temporary interuption of services, and just hoped that the maintainance would go ahead some other day.
I come home, and I'm reassured that the power didn't go out because the digital clocks are still all set. Alas, I feel luck is on my side!
But then, to my bewilderment, I find my TV on, and to my pure horror, see bob lacking 42 seconds behind, on pace setting 2, at the 22 hour mark. I yell profanity at all with the knowledge to operate my TV, and most importantly alter MY BOB.
The suspects were my brother, who I'd figure would know better than to do that, seeing as it would guarantee me firmly wedging one of my size 12 steel caps somewhere in his anatomy where it shouldn't go, and my father.... who seems to think he knows more than I about everything.
The culprit turned out to be the latter.... his excuse was that the AI was crashing.... whilist that may have been true, the AI certainly wasn't loosing. I let him know in no uncertain terms, that if he tries to 'help' me in such a way ever again, without my permission, that I'd 'help' him by polishing his prized motorbike with an angle grinder..... arguement settled.
The enivitable came, and bob lost. Unable to deal with the fact that the loss was totally avoidable, I set about making the above scenario totally preventable.
Almost immediatly, I demanded the keys to the family car.....drove in a manner able to melt a set of Racing Super Hard Tires after just one lap around the Test Circuit, on my way to the hardware store , and purchased one 'Hasp and Staple' (a special kind of latch), which I've since applied to my bedroom door, which in conjunction with a combination lock. Will stop further unwanted intrusions.
I'm a generally calm individual, so I hope y'all don't think I'm psychotic or something! But If you've read this far, I'd love to know if anyone else here has been subject to a similar situation?
And what, if any, actions (preferably funny, or painful) you took to remedy the problem. 💡
This post might be a little long winded, but hey...... I've got another entire 24 hour race to wait for to complete....for the second time, so I thought I might try to ease my rage with a little creative writing that will hopefully.....humor someone.
Last night I set B-spec bob on a journey around the Le-Mans I 24 hour, in my hard earned Nissan R92CP, with the view that he was racing only for victory.
To begin with, I carefully nurtured him for his first couple of pit stops, making sure he had a lead that made him competitive enough so that it wouldn't be a wasted effort, and experimenting with pace settings to find the most competitive. I found medium pace / overtake to be the quickest, and have a reasonable pit strategy, so left bob to his mind numbing task. Whilist he was spinning out occasionally, the loss of time was less than had he been driving at pace 2.
It was a bit of a gamble, but it seemed to be paying off, as he was clocking an average of 3 seconds faster than the next fastest car, which happened to be another R92CP, but pitting on par with the rest of the field, whilist I made some well needed zzzz's.
I awake, to find Bob about 3 mins in front of the opposition at about the 10 hour mark, I accelerate the time until he's one lap in front, then on the next pit, switch over to A-spec to try my hand, mainly to see how difficult the car was to handle. In short, she was an awful son of a b**ch to drive, but I was lapping as fast as bob on green tyres, but when they waned down to deep orange, which was where bob was pitting, I found the car near uncontrollable for my style of driving with a DFP, so badly so that the AI unlapped itself, and cut the distance down to two minutes.
Realising the critical situation, I decided that Bob will in this instance, do a hell of a lot better than I, and content in the knowledge that bob led overnight on the same settings, I let him be, and I turned the TV off, the stereo off, started my motorbike, and went off to uni. It was then that I remembered that the power company had sent out a notice of temporary interuption of services, and just hoped that the maintainance would go ahead some other day.
I come home, and I'm reassured that the power didn't go out because the digital clocks are still all set. Alas, I feel luck is on my side!
But then, to my bewilderment, I find my TV on, and to my pure horror, see bob lacking 42 seconds behind, on pace setting 2, at the 22 hour mark. I yell profanity at all with the knowledge to operate my TV, and most importantly alter MY BOB.
The suspects were my brother, who I'd figure would know better than to do that, seeing as it would guarantee me firmly wedging one of my size 12 steel caps somewhere in his anatomy where it shouldn't go, and my father.... who seems to think he knows more than I about everything.
The culprit turned out to be the latter.... his excuse was that the AI was crashing.... whilist that may have been true, the AI certainly wasn't loosing. I let him know in no uncertain terms, that if he tries to 'help' me in such a way ever again, without my permission, that I'd 'help' him by polishing his prized motorbike with an angle grinder..... arguement settled.
The enivitable came, and bob lost. Unable to deal with the fact that the loss was totally avoidable, I set about making the above scenario totally preventable.
Almost immediatly, I demanded the keys to the family car.....drove in a manner able to melt a set of Racing Super Hard Tires after just one lap around the Test Circuit, on my way to the hardware store , and purchased one 'Hasp and Staple' (a special kind of latch), which I've since applied to my bedroom door, which in conjunction with a combination lock. Will stop further unwanted intrusions.
I'm a generally calm individual, so I hope y'all don't think I'm psychotic or something! But If you've read this far, I'd love to know if anyone else here has been subject to a similar situation?
And what, if any, actions (preferably funny, or painful) you took to remedy the problem. 💡
My question is, why was your dad A) in your room, and B) how did he know how to even mess with GT4 and especially B-spec? Does he often play? And if he knows the basics of B-spec, shouldn't he have figured that if Bob was winning you shouldn't mess with anything? Craziness.
That was probably the trickiest half a lap I've ever done.
