Well..... there's nothing sexy about a DNF.
Huge congrats to Erik Miller on the win, that car/driver combo absolutely killed it. More on Miller in a minute...
What a roller coaster of a week- my rookie decisions and rookie oversights kept us from being competitive in what was a very fast car and ultimately cost us a finish. The silver lining though, is the lessons I learned (while expensive), will no doubt make me faster and more durable for future races.
The game plan: Rocks: Be smooth and fluid. Constant movement. Desert: drive balls out in the desert (this Bomber starts to lose control between 67mph and 74mph). We weren't here to be conservative and just get a finish, I was here to be fast and push the car.
The reality: Rocks: Opposite of smooth lol. On the gas off the gas, on the gas off the gas- creating a Bomber bucking Bronco. We ran lap 2 without winching the rocks, but finding the sweet spot in the throttle will increase my speed significantly. Desert: an incredibly early roll over crushed my confidence and I probably dialed it back 10 to 15mph for the next 50 miles. We didn't find our pre-running pace until the back section of lap 2.
A few early week issues were cleaned up and we had a solid car for qualifying- which would be my first test under race conditions in this 4410. A mediocre start paired with an exciting finish put us right in the middle of the pack for Friday. Going back through it, I'm learning that I'm probably one gear too high in each section (not maxing out the RPMS, not utilizing all of the power). A sidewall puncture/flat was the only major damage from the qualifying course, so we were in good shape.
Race day.
Lap 1:
My adrenaline was on overload.....
In hindsight, 7 scoops of pre-workout before the race may have been a bit too much. Green flag drops, we get the jump, then on the straight a 1st to 2nd gear shift nearly puts me sideways. Can you imagine rolling the race car so early in the race??? How embarrassing would that be?
Oh the Irony.......
Up and down the first hill, getting ready to set up a pass, ease over to an outside line and touch the throttle then
BLAM. I'm upside down before I can even flash Magnum to the cameras. No time to react, in the blink of an eye we were on the roof. The time it took to right the car and clear the motor just crushed us. No one worked slow, it was just a bad spot to roll. Damage to the car
seemed mostly cosmetic, but I had a hard time getting out of my own head. My pace post roll was not Unlimited competitive. Seat time will correct that, but damn someone needed to slap some wooo paa back into my incredibly good looking face.
Map issues. I'm responsible for a lap 1 map issue that cost us serious time. A post lap 1 main pit conversation with Dave Cole cleared up my issue and allowed me to race on. Huge thanks to Heavy Metal Concepts in the pits, fyi.
Lap 2.
The rocks and the Salt Flats.
Mathematically, we still have a good chance to finish. New life and a new game plan thanks to my tremendous pit team and family. So now I start getting the car back to race pace and we drop back into the desert. Then on to the rocks....... Suddenly, my co-driver Josh starts yelling:
"JAY! You're on FIRE!!!"
And I'm like- "Hell yeah I'm on fire!"
And he was like "NO! You're
really on Fire!!"
Oh snap! the roll over had coated the headers and some of the tubing with fluids, mixed with the hot temps in the rocks and whoosh- flame up:
Fire was put out, no damage to the wires that we could find. So we race on. The rocks were going perfect, clicking off one trail after the next when
POW.... Blown tire. A gnarly rock section made for a slow tire change, but we finally got it on and not 100 yards later
POW!!!! Rear driveshaft goes out. I limp the car out of the way and we proceed to swap on the spare shaft...... which was too short.
F me. That was a bad miss on my part before coming. So we take apart the two rear shafts and combine them for one good one and off we go back in to the rocks. Finally finding a hint of throttle control, the bomber tackled the remaining rock sections and we just held on for the ride.
The Salt Flats- one of the highlights came on the back section with the GPS reading 101.6mph. While no where near record shattering, it beat my previous best by more than 20mph.
We knew the lines through the rocks, our pace had finally picked up, now I just had to burn through the last 5 miles or so of Lap 2, take a splash of gas, then run lap 3 in under 5 1/2 hours for a finish at this point had thought was long unattainable.
And as if it was on cue in the open desert......
POW!!! A loud bang followed by a total fuel loss caused me to coast to a stop. Looks like the the roll over did some hidden damage that the next 100 miles of race course exposed- spare parts holder broke off of all 6 points and clipped a fuel fitting. We worked and worked but couldn't create a band aide that would support the fuel pressure needed to limp back to the start finish.
So, in deafening silence, I watched an amazing sun set over the dunes from a rock on the side of the race course.
Ever hear the story how a $20 part can end your Hammers campaign? This cost me $27 and 5 minutes of labor to fix when we got back to Charlotte:
I made a ton of mistakes, but I'll learn from them and will work to be faster..... We are signed up for the series and the goal is the same: be competitive.
Regarding Mr Erik Miller....... Nothing like coming back to my RV after a long race day of battling mentally and physically to be surprised by my whole family and team.... with T-bone steaks on the grill.... And what do I see? An Erik Miller life size face on a stick sitting on my dinner table hahaha.
Touche sir. Nice marketing.
Monster thanks to my family and Team. Josh, Mike, Lee, Lindsey, Dean, Nate, Tate. Matzells crew for the help in Main.
I'm humbled by the support we get from BAK Motorsports, Rugged Radios, Raceline Wheels, and Motor Trenz. I'm proud to be partnered with Warn Industries, NC4X4, Polar Bear Coolers, Factor 55, Liquid Iron Industries, Dynomax, S.L. Customs, Ruff Stuff, Alltech, and Hunsaker USA.