Two weeks ago was a huge weekend for us (i.e. the motor sport world) here in the valley of the sun. Firstly, the Modified magazine Tuner Shootout was running an event with NASA AZ and secondly, our good friend Phil Robles (Woohoo!!!) was making a much anticipated return; which surprised quite a few people, including yours truly – moi.
Arizona summers are a challenge to endure. There are constant extreme temperatures throughout the day – hot, hotter and hell! The break we get at night is minimal. So how does one deal with this factor when pushing mechanical parts and humans to the limit? Well, you set the time of the event to start after sunset and then – hope for the best!
Yes, this is 30+ days late… but it happens. The first time I took photos at a track event was at Firebird International Raceway – Main -08’. It was a time for firsts – it was also my first time there. I was there with a 500mm lens. I was seated at the top of the bleachers and I was still able to get nice tight photos. Yes, this sounds like a very lazy way to take photos but it worked. When I was going over the photos, I realized that there was something I liked about those photos. I don’t know if this was due to the lens, the track environment or a combination of both.
Its Friday night, I decide im going to crash early as tomorrow is a big day. Tomorrow is Simon’s first race, sure he has been on track with his new car before… but not in a race. This is not any race either, it’s a 75 minute enduro… when this guy does it he does it big! My car is all packed with my basic track goods I take to every event for the 2 days of pure bliss.
K20R transmission, check… 0 miles, check… opening up the tranny for some surgery, wait… what? Who would get a brand new transmission and open it up right away. Phil would! In order to maximize mechanical grip, Phil decided to ditch the OEM LSD and fire on a J’s Racing 1.5 way LSD. So I decided to stop by the Robles garage and snap a few photos and get an update on his EG6.
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.
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.