Saturday, August 4, 2007

kato!

The city of angels might have a million stories, but so does the great American run.

As a fan of the surreal, I hit the pinnacle last night. Decked out in a tux for the final night party, you know you hit the peak of surrealism when you walk in and Kato Kailin of OJ Simpson trial fame says "hey, Jay!"

Kato was our the official GAR hanger-on and on camera talent for interviews, etc. And while his career path is a little odd, he's actually a hell of a nice guy.

Pretty sure my life is complete now.

story 1

moral victories suck.

No first place prize for gold 101, but hell, we made it and probably finished up in the top.

We haven't gotten total results yet but rumor has it that there were 20 cars within 2 seconds. Yeah, you read that right, 3300 miles and 20 cars hit the number with 2 seconds.

To give you some perspective, the second place finisher had an average speed of 61.004 mph. Now that's close.

My heart goes out to Liam tho, this cat went for one prize and one prize only, the true cannonballer. He raced the course, got 4 tickets and arrived at each checkpoint hours before it even opened and did not take the prize.

Surprisingly, that went to Molly saleen and her Molly pop. Total fix, but in the true spirit of the race, controversy surrounded everything from the way it was handled to the winner, but it doesn't matter because it was impossible to not have the time of your life.

Friday, August 3, 2007

FINISHED! and guess what?

We pulled into the checkpoint right on time and I really think we've got a shot at this!

As we pulled in, I hopped out of the car and watched him yet to back into a parking stall, when out of nowhere, coolant came streaming forth out of the car and gold 101 sat idle in front of yet another checkpoint.

Again, you have no choice but to proceed. We let it cool, added some water and antifreeze and watched the big boys in their super cars race around willow springs race track without restrictions.

Rally done baby! Now its on to LA, with a quick stop in GLENDALE to pick up the tuxes and off to the party at the Biltmore.

the leaders are in trouble!

Paul and Sara, a really nice couple from the
UK had been the de facto leaders.

So far we saw them popped by the cops in Nevada and now again just 10 miles short of the finish line.

Two tickets, running late and the road is a 45 mph so they have to speed in order to make it on time because hell, we're close to running out and they left before us.

Trouble for the Brits may mean gold for 101.

the leaders are in trouble!

Paul and Sara, a really nice couple from the
UK had been the de facto leaders.

So far we saw them popped by the cops in Nevada and now again just 10 miles short of the finish line.

Two tickets, running late and the road is a 45 mph so they have to speed in order to make it on time because hell, we're close to running out and they left before us.

Trouble for the Brits may mean gold for 101.

ahhh... air conditioning!

When you're crossing the desert and its over 110 outside, it truly pays off to be able to take the inside of your car down to about 75 degrees.

As I look at the other cars on the road, i'm guessing that's what they're thinking because they probably have air conditioners that work!

Yep, sweating bullets across the arid southern California desert in a car that spits out enough heat from the transmission alone to warm even the coldest of bavarian nights.

Must be a buck-thirty in gold 101, which is coincidentally the coolest we've been able to get this car to since the catskills.

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