September 28, 2008

  • I recently went on my first trip to a K1 Speed indoor go kart racing as part of a day/night celebration of my friend's bachelor party. It was a pretty good course that we get to race on, the karts were better than what you find in other amusement park type kart racing, we had helmets and all that, plus we did a 14 laps qualifying race and a 16 lap championship race (with medals and all to the top three winners). Kart racing was pretty fun, but too bad I suck at it! I guess I couldn't help myself and was driving much safer than I should have, as if I was driving out on the streets in real life. In the qualifying round, I broke in turns more than I should have, and I actually let people pass me over to avoid collisions, which caused me to land in 8th out of 9 racers. While everybody was doing it, I didn't bump anybody or anything, and I did not spin out. Funny how that's something I shouldn't be proud of.

    In the championship race, I decided to drive more in the spirit of the race, and be "a little more reckless." I was faster, broke less, had spin outs, and was open to bumping. In the first lap, I was actually hanging at 4th-5th place, until this one hair pin turn where the racers in front of me spun out, and there was a pile up I couldn't avoid. Racers behind me bumped me out of position, passed me over, and at that point there was no way for me to catch up to where I was. Sadly I ended in dead last place at the end of the race. It was really fun though, and if I'm willing to do it several more times, learn the course a little more in a non-competitive race, I'm sure I could be really good at it.

    Afterward, we all went to Hooters, where I ended up drinking a little more than I should have, and got a little past just being buzzed if you know what I mean. Short of one point where I accidentally (yes it was) elbowed our Hooters girl's butt, tipped over a glass of water (party foul - had to chug), I did not really embarrass myself (no really I didn't). I had to call it a night and not attend the obvious next portion of the bachelor party though, so let me just end this blog post with that.

    Good times Good times