Me, Taylor, and Todd lined up at a light along a 6 lane highway giving it all through town in the middle of the night. We had gas to burn before heading to the track the next day.
Todd got the best E.T. with 12.9x something. He can fill you in.
I won the bracket races never getting above .100 reaction time all day long, while Steve was the runner up. Brian had a 15.400 dail in and ran an exact 15.400 but lost because his launch was lazy.
Marty'* POS wouldn't start after leaving the bar because he already has enough cars and the forces that be didn't think he needed another
BadSSEi had a few issues shifting and supercharger oil going all over the place, but still managed mid 11'*. They were just working out all the bugs for next weekend at Pontiac Nationals.
I discovered that a cam feels like at idle...and guess what....I'm getting a cam next year.
Last night was me playing Texas Holdem on the internet with the Intense crew in their room for hours. I took over Tim'* PC and made 8,000 for the guy, but then he lost almost all of it on a stupid hand.
After that I "stumbled" outside to meet up with the Beretta club people and called out the Bonnieville Club people who were still awake to join us. Twas a drinking midnight party under a tent right next to the hotel.
In conclusion, the Bonneville Club made an impact in the area with the midnight sounds of supercharger whine and drunken swearing until the early morning hours. I'm sure the rest of the group will be posting their thoughts later today.