PIR Weekend
PIR: Phoenix International Raceway, every year the quarter midgets are invited to race at PIR. This is one of the most important races of the year, people from all over come to this race. The main event winners get jackets and get to get onstage on the front straightaway of the big track and have your name announced to all the people in the stands. I won two years ago, it was so awesome. I raced last year too but I didn’t do too well. This year I decided not to race (you have to quit when you’re sixteen, but there’s some loophole, but I decided not to race anyway) so I got to wear my jacket and show off. Here’s a summary of the weekend events.
Saturday: Heat Races – CANCELLED
Today was supposed to be heat race day but as you can tell it was cancelled. We left early in the morning and got there about the time they started practice. It was really cloudy and then after awhile it started raining. It stopped and they sent out handlers with brooms to start the track drying process, once all the standing water was pushed off they sent out some Sr. Hondas and a couple 160’s to dry it off as much as possible. They finally had the track dry and all the novices were getting in their cars when it started to rain lightly which turned into hail! It was complete chaos! Everyone was running around pushing cars under easy-ups, tossing tarps over things, and trying to get out of the storm. I was helping Romano push the Fiser underneath the easy-up which was steadily filling with water and started leaking. We took a steering rod and pushed the water off the top of the easy-up but it spilled onto Josh so that plan didn’t work. They had an emergency meeting and decided to give up for the day and run mains tomorrow based entirely on the pill draw. So me and my dad went down into the infield and hung out with Rocco and Steve’s families who had bought RV parking spots down there. When it got too cold we came home.
Sunday: Main Events
Today was entirely main events and a couple of Sr. Honda lower mains because there were so many of them. In the Jr. Novice race Austin was leading until a few terrible restarts sent him to the back, plus he wasn’t really helping by only passing on the upper half of the smallest, roundest track known to man. In Sr. Novice Romano raced my old Fiser, who had gotten me a win in Hvy. Honda two years previous. He was about to pass for the win when he spun out and was sent to the back with only three laps left to go. In Jr. Honda Tyler had the fastest car but got screwed over on the restart and ended up in the crash and the call was on him. He made it all the way back up to third place. So I still remain the only one with a PIR jacket to my name. This year was pretty lame, they didn’t even take the kids out on the track. We spent most of our time at the Bandolero booth with my dad. He invited my worst enemy (Chase) and my replacement (or “stable mate” as my dad likes to call him, Chris) out to the track next weekend. Why did he invite the replacement? I’m gonna be there! He’s only supposed to come when I can’t! My dad wants him to drive the legend, and he wants Tyler to drive the Bandolero. But then there’s nothing left for me to drive. I’ll learn to drive the legend, then my dad will have to let me drive it.
Monday: My Day Off
I stayed home from school today, I don’t feel good and I don’t have my homework done. So staying home was a win-win situation. On the downside I have to miss guard tonight. I think it was a fair trade, but it sucks cause now I have to learn all the work I miss on my own time. I’m a pretty quick learner, it shouldn’t be too hard.