Of course it says spoon, I bet you use that spoon to eat all that RICE.

 

s2000 aint got **** on F-Prod. hell the even have windshields...so amateur.

 

S2000's are for posers. If I took that to Nationals, I bet I could finish like 35th without even trying.

 

Anyone else with bias issues? I'd love to get under your rear end and check out what's stopping you.

 

Holy ****

 

I think that's all I can figure out to say. I mean srsly.

Although this is pretty good:

 

Miata's weren't classified in F Prod until around 2003.

My guess is that he started his race as ssb 1993 and was so far behind the rest of the field he didn't finish his race until 10 years later when his car could also be classified in F Prod.

 

Wow! Had he shared all this widsom earlier I could have saved a bunch of money and not bought a used Racepak GPS datalogger! All I really needed was string, tape and a sharpie! Damn me and my wasteful poser ricebowl ways.

Next thing he needs to share is how to calculate in weight transfer when adjusting rear brake bias set up with revalved Racelands.

 

Damn I was hoping for some decent content in this thread. Instead it's just full of fail.

 

You're no Paul Hogan.

 

Since you drove in F Production, would that make you somebody who races?

 

A racist of sorts?

 

This thread is the most immature thing I have read all day.

And also one of the funniest since I just happened upon the brake bias thread on M.net earlier today.

 

Lets take bets on who he really is. I got 5 on Hustler.

 

SJPatMarcy90RMcCartin, would logging be the same process in, for instance, a Volvo as it would in a Miata?

 

Not enough gay sex references.

 

That's a very good question. But we already know the answer. It's no. I mean after all, what the hell are you racing a Volvo for anyway?

 

Yes. But remember, I'm not just driving to set fast laps...I'm recording data so that I can review it later around the big table at Olive Garden with my friends, over a nice glass of sangria.

Trick question. Nobody datalogs in a Volvo. They just pick up their life partner who is a professor at the local liberal arts college, and then swing by the organic farmer's market on the way home.

 

What logging in a Volvo means to me:

 

As much as I'd like to take credit for this, it's not me.