It never fails, every time I am going somewhere for a couple days all hell breaks loose at work. I show up early to work so I could leave early with enough time to catch my flight with Paul. As time approaches for me to leave, I am asked to make some emergency changes in a project and I throw something together on the fly to ensure I can get out of there on time… which for some reason never happens.
projectonethirty hits Inde Motorsports Ranch.
Day 2 was filled with more gargantuan bugs, a few frogs, faster laps, and CJ putting together a monster burger. Lightning struck more than once in the same spot during Sunday’s Time Trail, luckily no one was hurt, and by Lightning I mean turn 20. Hope to see you soon IMR.
On my way back from Willcox I was talking to Phil and Jesse about tracks in Arizona and how they stack up to the now defunct Phoenix International Raceway (infield track that is). We all agreed that PIR was the track where you could measure up against other drivers. It set the standard for how fast a car and driver could go… at least in Arizona. There are other tracks around the Valley, but PIR seemed to be the benchmark. Well, that could have all changed with the opening of Inde Motorsports Ranch in Willcox, Arizona.
projectonethiry sits down with Jorge Hernandez to discuss his iconic Gold EG.
As the day progresses, and gets warmer, the laps get a little slower. Jesse takes over the EG and Simon continues locking them up in an attempt to get 45 flat-spots on his tires.
Two Sundays ago I stopped by Phil’s house to see the current state of his track car. As I’m walking to his garage, I see Phil and Jesse bleeding the brakes on Jesse’s car. They both stop for a minute and they bring me up to speed on what they have been doing and I hear the news about the new addition to the Robles’ garage but that is another story. Phil tells me his garage is a mess and he hopes that I can get around. I thought everything looked perfect. Sure, his working area is very small but he knows how to get around and he makes it work. As I set my gear out, Phil and Jesse go back to work as he tells me more about his project.
Chuckwalla, Chuckwalla, Chuckwalla. That is all I have been hearing for the last couple months. Chuckwalla sounds to me like a nickname or a place where Umpa Lumpas live (yes I know what Chuckwallas are). That’s all I heard from a lot of people wanting to make the trek out west to try the new track. Finally it became a reality, and this last weekend a few of us went to an event hosted by Raceline USA at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway.
Why not?
This weekend resulted in another trip out to the West Coast for Nisei Showoff. The L.A. show was a great success and brought a diverse spectrum of cars that I normally don’t see together.