One Hell of a Weekend

On Wednesday dad and I drove all the way to Vegas only to find 2 days of rain waiting for us. no racing. just waiting. It gave dad plenty of time to "fix" all the little things he's never taken the time to fix. I had the time to practice my reaction times on our practice tree (those are the lights that are used to start a drag race). It was ok though because we had a good weather forecast for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Come on sunshine!

Did I mention that it was COLD at night! Being the die hard racers that we are, we sat in the stands on Friday night after we had both lost just to see how the days finals would turn out. No big wins yet but we still had 2 more days of racing. Keep your fingers crossed.

Saturday rolls around and the weather is beautiful!! 70 degrees, no wind, perfect racing weather. I spent the whole day either waiting in my car to run or standing by my dads car for his runs. I was entered in 2 classes and my dad was in the 3rd class. My car fits 2 categories so I could race in both the Sportsman and Pro classes. This meant I had a busy weekend but thats what I was there for.

Saturday night:

16 hours of racing later I had made it to the finals in Sportsman and was able to bring the WIN home!! I was so excited! I don't race much at all anymore and it was so neat to show up to such a big race and win one of my classes.

This meant that I could finally have a drink and boy, did I want to CELEBRATE!

Sunday night:

14 hours of racing later I won the BIG one! Bigger trophy, Bigger check!

This was a weekend that I'll never forget.