My Formula Blog.
Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:47 pm
Every woke up in the morning and had the feeling youve woken from a long dream. The feeling where you not sure if the past few days where a dream or real.
Its almost like having an acid flash back.
Except the past day did happen for real.
I think most Racers are on a constant high. Which is composed of 90% adrilin, 5% caffeine and 5% shear sleep deprivation.
Started my day yesterday by reviewing the feedback and action points reported to us about the car from round two. They pertain to an issue with 4th and 5th gear on a few cars. And to the clutch. Come up with a plan of action to address these two issues.
Then start striping all the gear boxes and looking to see how they lasted thru the races from the 2nd round. Everything looks good. After sorting out the various issues and plan of action started looking for all the missing parts canablised off the spare car. Managed to piece something together. To get it running.
Wheels off some car, wings off another, put together a gear linkage.
Had the car setup.
Got in a few laps trying to keep pace with NKs team car and their test driver.
The car is so cramped the unknowing fools like me get in with no padding your sure to get bruised and cut up in short order.
Its almost like a getting strapped into the cockpit of a fighter plane. Space is at a premium. And your more lying prone. One disadvantage as a test driver right now for me is I dont have my own seat. So have to make do with no seat or some broken pices of foam. Mental note to get a seat made to match my body.
Got in a few laps behind the the other car.
And you can pretty much see how critical setup is. If you push the car in an effort to keep up. The rear would keep steeping out. Depending on how and when it steps out you have two options. Get harder on the gas. Or let go of the stearing and let her auto correct. The car gives you an amazing amount of feedback and warning.
The most fun turns are C1 followed by the S near the tower.
The worst is the double apex tight turn and then your onto the final long right left to the straight.
Will not kid my self and say im physically fit 100%. lets just say you need a very different level of fitness.
If your not fit. By the end of 15 laps your not going to have the energy to climb out of the car.
Ive found that the first day after a long brake is the hardest. The second day gets easier. And by the third your body is used to it. The act of driving basically becomes your work out.
This is very unlike racing bikes. Where you are constantly moving your body around on the seat. So the G forces are then basically acting thru your body to your backside and onto the seat. In the car at best you can cock your head to one side.
Anyway came in to try and sort out the setup when the Minta arrived. Put the roof down and had a few laps arround the track in the minta.
One sweet car. Its a two seater, very low seats. Amazing brakes. Coming down the straights the brakes are only touched at the 50 Mtr marker.
Thru the turns you can hear the tyres complaining really loudlly they are screaching and burning rubber.
Then hoped into the Zen for a ride to the air port.
Took a shortcut somewhere thru the wilderness. The radiator cap of the Zen blew. So here we where stoping for watter in the middle of no where.
Found an small hut where an army Jawan and his wife stay. Took turns driving thru the dark wilderness hit the airport. Lucky for me the flight was delayed so got to get spend time with Boss. At the airport.
Fly into Bangalore. Its pouring rain. Long queuse for Taxis and Autos.
Reach home 11 pm.
Midnight a bunch of drunk family friends land up. My wifes Gym class buddies. All the guys have flown in from all over the place dog tired so get together and drink till your piss drunk. Listen to some loud music shake a leg and fall flat on the bed. Two of the guys are busy setting up a new airline and one is flying around the place every week not sure what he does.
We all landed up in Bangalore together from different cities and decided to have a party.
Today is Sunday rest up and get ready for a fresh week starting Monday. Have one CDI kit to finish and a shit load of RD engines. Have tanked up the TZR and plan to run it in by using it for all my commuting. Spent a few hour organizing and planing my work.
Had the time of my life flying down the straight anticiapate the rev limiter and whack it into 5th.
Hold off braking till your past the 100 Mtr marker.
Down shift and hit the brakes hard.
The gear box is like butter. Words cant describe the feeling of going thru the gears on this box. Now wonder people spend 10,000$ on a race gear box. Its worth every cent.
Ps: If you would like to experience what it feels like to drive one of these cars the price is only 1.75 Lakhs per car per year.
DOnt know if they will trust you with a Formula Rolon straight off the bat. So start by getting some laps in on the school cars.
They have school cars you can rent for the whole day and you can put in as many laps as you want.
Its almost like having an acid flash back.
Except the past day did happen for real.
I think most Racers are on a constant high. Which is composed of 90% adrilin, 5% caffeine and 5% shear sleep deprivation.
Started my day yesterday by reviewing the feedback and action points reported to us about the car from round two. They pertain to an issue with 4th and 5th gear on a few cars. And to the clutch. Come up with a plan of action to address these two issues.
Then start striping all the gear boxes and looking to see how they lasted thru the races from the 2nd round. Everything looks good. After sorting out the various issues and plan of action started looking for all the missing parts canablised off the spare car. Managed to piece something together. To get it running.
Wheels off some car, wings off another, put together a gear linkage.
Had the car setup.
Got in a few laps trying to keep pace with NKs team car and their test driver.
The car is so cramped the unknowing fools like me get in with no padding your sure to get bruised and cut up in short order.
Its almost like a getting strapped into the cockpit of a fighter plane. Space is at a premium. And your more lying prone. One disadvantage as a test driver right now for me is I dont have my own seat. So have to make do with no seat or some broken pices of foam. Mental note to get a seat made to match my body.
Got in a few laps behind the the other car.
And you can pretty much see how critical setup is. If you push the car in an effort to keep up. The rear would keep steeping out. Depending on how and when it steps out you have two options. Get harder on the gas. Or let go of the stearing and let her auto correct. The car gives you an amazing amount of feedback and warning.
The most fun turns are C1 followed by the S near the tower.
The worst is the double apex tight turn and then your onto the final long right left to the straight.
Will not kid my self and say im physically fit 100%. lets just say you need a very different level of fitness.
If your not fit. By the end of 15 laps your not going to have the energy to climb out of the car.
Ive found that the first day after a long brake is the hardest. The second day gets easier. And by the third your body is used to it. The act of driving basically becomes your work out.
This is very unlike racing bikes. Where you are constantly moving your body around on the seat. So the G forces are then basically acting thru your body to your backside and onto the seat. In the car at best you can cock your head to one side.
Anyway came in to try and sort out the setup when the Minta arrived. Put the roof down and had a few laps arround the track in the minta.
One sweet car. Its a two seater, very low seats. Amazing brakes. Coming down the straights the brakes are only touched at the 50 Mtr marker.
Thru the turns you can hear the tyres complaining really loudlly they are screaching and burning rubber.
Then hoped into the Zen for a ride to the air port.
Took a shortcut somewhere thru the wilderness. The radiator cap of the Zen blew. So here we where stoping for watter in the middle of no where.
Found an small hut where an army Jawan and his wife stay. Took turns driving thru the dark wilderness hit the airport. Lucky for me the flight was delayed so got to get spend time with Boss. At the airport.
Fly into Bangalore. Its pouring rain. Long queuse for Taxis and Autos.
Reach home 11 pm.
Midnight a bunch of drunk family friends land up. My wifes Gym class buddies. All the guys have flown in from all over the place dog tired so get together and drink till your piss drunk. Listen to some loud music shake a leg and fall flat on the bed. Two of the guys are busy setting up a new airline and one is flying around the place every week not sure what he does.
We all landed up in Bangalore together from different cities and decided to have a party.
Today is Sunday rest up and get ready for a fresh week starting Monday. Have one CDI kit to finish and a shit load of RD engines. Have tanked up the TZR and plan to run it in by using it for all my commuting. Spent a few hour organizing and planing my work.
Had the time of my life flying down the straight anticiapate the rev limiter and whack it into 5th.
Hold off braking till your past the 100 Mtr marker.
Down shift and hit the brakes hard.
The gear box is like butter. Words cant describe the feeling of going thru the gears on this box. Now wonder people spend 10,000$ on a race gear box. Its worth every cent.
Ps: If you would like to experience what it feels like to drive one of these cars the price is only 1.75 Lakhs per car per year.
DOnt know if they will trust you with a Formula Rolon straight off the bat. So start by getting some laps in on the school cars.
They have school cars you can rent for the whole day and you can put in as many laps as you want.