Spent my last day of Christmas holiday with Toby taking our new kart (#27) out for a spin at Rye House. Paul was (supposedly) ill, but was able to show his head for a few hours, he even managed a few sick laps...nice.
After a super-sunny New Year week, Saturday was cold, grubby and grey and the track was oily. As usual we made complete arses of ourselves by giving a set of 'old' wets away to a bloke we bought two new sets of tyres from - only to watch him pump them up to 50psi (we were running 20) and cream our best times. Still, you live and learn...
Took the helmet camera, so we got some great footage of clouds and shins. There were actually a few usable laps on the tape (sorry Toby, none of yours!), so I made a short vid of myself being a twat.
fLuke.
Rye House, 5Jan 2002 (Practice)
