Grrrr.
Looks like I won't have a video. Damn corrupted files.
So here's a recap of the weekend.
It's a regional race. All the best guys are there. The Canadian National Champion, last years regional champion, and this years US champion.
And here I come, with my three months of experience.
So we get there on Friday, get the set-up dialed in, and start knocking off tenths of my lap time.
So come race day on Saturday, I'm pretty prepared. Qualifying I go out on brand new tires. I'm stuck behind some traffic so I eventually slow down and let them go. On the next lap, I set a 1:02.78.

That's an OMFG moment as the best time I had managed all weekend was a 1:03.2 and the others had only just broken 1:03.4.
But we don't know this until right after it stops pouring.
We were just not going to go out when we learned I was on poll.
I INSISTED that we stay on a dry set up but my dad refused to listen. The track dried by the time the warm up lap was complete. There goes $150 on rain tires.
I qualify on poll and finish dead last, the only one in the field with rain tires.
So come the final, I'm back with a vengeance. Turns out the US national champion had some issues and didn't start the prefinal. So together we worked are way through the pack, nose to tail.
I must say, he's not very good at working together with people. I eventually got stuck behind a kart that did everything in it's power to keep me behind him. So eventually I got beside him and tracked out a but more than I would have normally.

I ended up finishing fifth while the guy I was working with finished third. 👍
I was pissed.
Sunday, completely new day. Yesterday's events are behind me. I qualify in third. Right where I wanted to be. Last years regional champion (fourth in the nation) was directly behind me in fifth. I say to her (yes, a female, quite attractive female at that) "I'm going to try to get Jeremy (qualified in second, US national champion) at the start. Stay on my bumper, you'll get by him too. I'll go for Gavin (pole, Canadian National champion) later in the race, if you stay on my bumper, I'll get you by too. A bit of a push at the start wouldn't hurt.

" After the race she tells me that she was thinking yeah right. So I not only get Jeremy in the first turn but also Gavin. Who really gave it to me, he gave me room, I took it. Tracked out a bit more than normal, and as promised, Allie (regional champion) got by too. Eventually she ended up literally getting ran over when there was an issue with the marshals not doing their job. 👎
So I fended off Jeremy and Gavin until half way through the last lap, the throttle cable snaps. GOD DAMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I didn't know that was the problem until I coasted into the pits. Had I seen that, I would have grabbed the cable and accelerated with one hand, steered with the other, and broke with my foot.
Now I was REALLY pissed. Ready to cry in fact.
But this is where I wish the camera hadn't konked out.
Started second to last in the final, Allie was behind me. At the start, Gavin I believe spun in turn one. MASS chaos. Karts locking up and spinning EVERYWHERE. Would have been quite funny to see in the video. So I weave my way through the mess. Gain about five positions when I started in 18th. Allie and I go nose to tail weaving our way through the pack all the way up to the front.
Not sure where, but somewhere along the way I lose her. Gavin must have been right with us because all of sudden he dives into a corner where I had three quarters of kart length on him. I shut the door and put him two wheels into the grass. He had no business sticking his nose in there and got a flat tire as a result of it.
So I continue fighting my way up to second and am taking chunks out of the gap between me and Jeremy who is in the lead. But I run out of laps and settle for second.
WooHoo!!!
Came in there as someone absolutely nobody knew.
I didn't race this weekend to score points, but to make a point: I mean business. Come next year, I'll be right on your tail if not in front of it.