(Not so) Short Race report(s)
First I have to thank Welsh and particularly BrosifDuder, for if it weren't for him insisting a 3 stopper was the way to go, we wouldn't have ran that final practice race at 3:30 this morning, and I would not have won this race without that.
I owe you one Duder, big time.👍
Feature.
Started in second, my single goal was to stay in second until Tony pit. His car was even slower then I expected, but fortunately fast enough I didn't have to hold up much. very quickly he drove away starting on lap 2, I wasn't worried though, he'd be pitting 4 times.
I was very happy to see a blue car re-appear around lap 9, and I was reeling him in, and he pit on lap 12, which surprised me he waited so long, I figured he'd make the longer stops later with less fuel.
After my pit things became a bit redundant, I came out, Tony had the lead, it grew a bit, then shrank until I was right behind him, but then he didn't pit until lap 23.
And then it hit me, he was going to run an extra lap on lower fuel for each stop.
Tony was running a 🤬 3 stopper same as me!
Now things got intense, as intense as it can ever be when you're not beside your opponent. I had to catch him and pass him, my only advantage now that he would probably be cutting it really close on the final stint, or so I hoped.
So I pushed, even though my strategy was to never push, nailed down my only sub 31 lap of the race on lap 30 iirc, which closed the gap to around 4 seconds, and back to conserving tires, slowly reeling him in while on more worn tires then I was. I got around him around lap 37-38, and then realized even though I wanted to pit on lap 40, he'd be pitting on lap 39, rather then take a chance on him getting in front of me through pitting, I decided to go in early and go for the final 15 mano-e-mano.
He got stalled up by a crew member dropping a lugnut or something (game hold) and I came out with a 3 second lead. Now I simply had to run fast, and not wear the tires, and then the worst thing that could happen, happened.
I came upon traffic. OwensRacing, on worn tires, almost the end of his stint, I was catching him like a cheetah running down a gazelle. I got right behind him entering the final sector, and he screwed up, turned in to early and POW! hit the inside wall dead in front of me, nowhere to go. I slammed the brakes and swerved inside of him, for having bounced to the outside, but I caught the left half of his rear bumper, and got mild right front suspension damage, 🤬
Hopefully it didn't hurt him much, he pit immediately and I believe was able to finish from there close to plan. I had to stay out, Tony was now in my draft.
From there it's pretty much just lap after lap, fighting to turn left, taking right turns pretty well normally, banging into walls fearing damage at least 5 times on left hand corners, but eventually, as the tires wore turning left became easy, but my back right was dead. Fortunately Tony was in slightly worse shape on tires the whole way, he started falling back ever so slowly, I thought he was saving tires to make a last minute run, but he was not.
6 seconds, and my first win in any SuperGT series, it couldn't be much sweeter.
Race 2:
After the heart pounding first race was finally over, I realized I had not clenched a podium for the week, reality sank in. I still had to get through a pack and finish well at Monaco, in order to get the prize.
Started second to last, the field slammed the brakes to a screeching halt in the opening straight
I rear ended Welsh.
No damage for me, I assumed none for him, it seemed he was okay then driving.(hopefully?)
A bad start, but a great reminder what I was dealing with - a lot of big cars tightly grouped on a small track.
I had no intention of pitting at the end of the first race lap, but I quickly realized I was going nowhere following the group, who were all battling side-by-side and to close for comfort. Rather then take the chance, I knew I could make the finish on 14 laps, nobody cleared the track for pits, it was all mine. Took my tires, half the field pit on the next lap, and I passed every single one that did, barely getting by Owens before the first turn.
From there I was 6th, GV came out the next lap in front of me, and then 5th, GV still in front. He must have been going nuts, 31's were not passing him, but I had to take it easy, for the sake of tires. Sure enough, he screwed up the chicane just enough to get the inside for the following turn. After some hairy twisties, I managed to stay in front of him, and then I had him.
Now the Dr was in, and ready to see me. Came out of the pits just in front of me, but I got the run up the hill and squeezed past to the inside, held my line and got the lead. Now I had no idea I was in the lead, but I made a few slip ups, I had the draft broken and caught a wall, no damage luckily, but he regained the draft, and from there it was a dogfight. Gaining, pulling, breaking draft, giving it back, as my tires didn't wear as quickly as I feared, I managed to keep just in front of him no matter how close he got. (couple inches)
Saved the tires, pulled out the double win.
I started hoping for a solid finish this week, not practicing till Friday had me worried, but strange migraines kept me away from GT5 for pretty much the whole week. Once I turned some laps, I managed a 31.6 easily my first stint, and then pushed to 31.3's with room left on the track, I went past hopeful, and into "mine" territory. When I finally turned a 30.9 in practice, and realized I could go with a 3 stopper, it was settled.
I crossed the bridge of "hope" (hope is doubt) and into another place, which I'm not sure what to call. The only thing I knew, was that I was going to win this race, even though my mind won't allow that kind of blasphemy, and I never thought it consciously, I realize in retrospect I never had a doubt entering this race.
However, I didn't know how close it would or wouldn't be, and to be honest, I thought I'd have to make a mistake for it to be this close, which I did expect to make a mistake. I did not.
As much as I know Tony is an incredible driver, he managed to blow my mind yet again today, to drive so well on bald tires, to run so fast on bald tires, to make tires keep from going bald for so long, and to make a 1230KG GTR move so God damn fast, words cannot describe my thoughts.
Some good luck, some bad luck, all well in the end, and a simply fantastic race. Today reminded me why I continue doing this, through all the troubles.
For those of you waiting for your time to shine, get a great finish, whatever the achievement you're looking for, it is worth every second of it.
A serious hats-off to Tony and Nige.(Welsh) For making those cars at those specs get around this track so many times so fast. I could not have beaten either of you in your own car today,
not a chance.