Every wagon needs a roof rack, and the Race Wagoon was looking naked without one. The factory rack weighed 16 pounds, so that just wasn’t an option for a race car. So I went with the Radio Flyer red wagon theme and added some wood stakes to the roof. I used some large headed aluminum rivets for the carriage bolt look, and used some thick mounting tape to add a little elevation and hopefully quiet down the roof noise at speed. Total weight – 1 pound.
Archives for January 2011
The west coast’s best driving school will be taking place next weekend, Jan 15/16, 2011. This school is hosted by VARA, the Vintage Auto Racing Association, and held at Buttonwillow Raceway near Bakersfield, California. The school has a very friendly and low key atmosphere, and is run by a mix of professional and volunteer club instructors. VARA-U can be used to get started on your vintage auto racing license, or just as a great way to get some high-performance driving instruction. Find more information at http://vararacing.com/
…but worth the wait. My wonderful wife told Santa I was “in need” of a new steering wheel for my race car. Today the big brown sled dropped off a Personal Grinta 320 wrapped in beautiful black suede. The stitching is even in red to match the wagon! I just know this upgrade will be worth at least two seconds a lap. <edit> The steering wheel is now mounted up with a custom IEM Racing adapter/spacer.
It’s been a cold and wet winter so far (at least for us fairweather Northern Californians), and I’ve been itching for a ride. I hooked my bike up to the battery charger yesterday and noticed the clock was still set on Daylight Savings time! At least that meant the battery wasn’t dead yet… So today started off clear and windy, in the mid 40’s, with a forecasted high in the upper 50’s, definitely good enough to get out there and burn some hydrocarbons. My riding buddy answered the call with a “Hell yeah”, and off we went. We traveled south through the Santa Cruz mountains and eventually headed west to the coast highway. On the cool and damp roads through the hillside, it was wonderful to be on an unfaired bike. I could feel the temperature climbs and drops as we rode in and out of the pine forest shadows. My olfactory senses were alive with the smells of the wet forest floor, the horse pastures, the sea mist, even the roadkill skunk couldn’t ruin the effect. And I really came to appreciate the heated handgrips the previous owner added to my motorcycle. Rain might be in the forecast, but today was just what the doctor ordered.