24 Hours of LEMONS

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Neck donuts no longer allowed. HANS device is required.
Fire extinguisher no longer allowed. Integrated suppression system required.
Roll cage must be “professionally made”.

It’s really all the mandated safety stuff that is driving our cost, but I guess that’s what’s required to get the events insured.

To Izzy’s point above, HP will have questionable value. Our course will have a bunch of turns in less than a mile- like a big go cart track. We’re looking for small, maneuverable, and fuel efficient. 2001 Golf TDI for us.
 
Hans and fire suppression is another $400, might find a used one, and can share with other drivers but takes time to refit. Fire suppression is $400-$1000. Shiiiite got expensive.

TDI....thats is smartican thinking there, like the old Audi Lemans wins, less stops than anyone else. One year I raced, must have been 2006-7 timeframe, there was an old Golf TDI with the big-ass fin the old Audi R10's had, glued to the roof. It looked funny as hell.
 
Deer and dogs! Between the carousel and the kink is where they pop out, big open land on the other side and the corner worker can't see them.
 
I too have looked at this before. I think it would be awesome. I THINK a lot of the work could be done by the average Joe. Roll cage could be pricey, but with some basic welding skills it could be done at home. I think the general problem is finding enough people to make the same race and are willing to chip in blood, sweat, and ... cash to make it happen.
 
A lot of the teams have "sponsors" and own their own shops. We stopped in and watched a race a few years ago then raced the go carts they have on site. I've always heard 5k is a good general number not including individual safety gear.
 
Thank you very much for this Respect The Build, Bro material. Fresh.

I do what I can . . . Madison is promising the best summer of my life, so I was just trying to pass along that love.
 
Someone buy that. What’s the worse thing that will happen?

Severe injury due to flying debris followed by plastic surgery that bankrupts my family followed by divorce, alcoholism, gambling and then finally homelessness - all best case.
 
Severe injury due to flying debris followed by plastic surgery that bankrupts my family followed by divorce, alcoholism, gambling and then finally homelessness - all best case.
Jeez, and I thought I was a terrible over-thinker with a flair for worst-case-scenario endings.
I had no idea that Jamie was so good at this; there has to be a way to turn this into a contest. But...really, with all the hassle of competing, there's no way in hell that anyone would want to bother. I mean, wouldn't winning really just point out how much of a loser someone is? And then people would judge you, not to mention the judging that took place as part of the contest. Then, years later, you'd still be wondering if you're being silently judged for the same reason or if they've moved on to find others reasons to disparage you...and it eventually gets old telling yourself that you really don't care what people think of you (all the while knowing that you've probably bought your therapists each a new house by now). I know for damn sure that I don't wanna end up looking for the sweet, sweet comfort of acceptance that can only be found in a dimly lit highway rest stop bathroom on the darkest of nights, doesn't last very long, and is yet another addiction that does nothing more than fuel itself while constantly losing efficacy...or so I've heard.
 
I had no idea that Jamie was so good at this; there has to be a way to turn this into a contest. But...really, with all the hassle of competing, there's no way in hell that anyone would want to bother. I mean, wouldn't winning really just point out how much of a loser someone is? And then people would judge you, not to mention the judging that took place as part of the contest. Then, years later, you'd still be wondering if you're being silently judged for the same reason or if they've moved on to find others reasons to disparage you...and it eventually gets old telling yourself that you really don't care what people think of you (all the while knowing that you've probably bought your therapists each a new house by now). I know for damn sure that I don't wanna end up looking for the sweet, sweet comfort of acceptance that can only be found in a dimly lit highway rest stop bathroom on the darkest of nights, doesn't last very long, and is yet another addiction that does nothing more than fuel itself while constantly losing efficacy...or so I've heard.

You have outdone yourself, Sir! This analysis is amazing!



I wonder though, that perhaps the ACT of spending money on this race, finding a car, fixing it up and then going to the race may be a form of therapy that outweighs the shame and negativity of being a LOSER.

Have we considered the option of WINNING, though? Our President could be our example - he is always winning it seems by his own account.

Then if we do LOSE, we just drink heavily and perhaps the outcome is a net-net positive one?

That pretty much sums up my life so far and I haven't needed a therapist yet . . . .

I will pledge $200 toward this race group, and offer to drive the Previa back to Asheville from Austin . . .but can have no other part in this deal for fear of mental anguish!
 

We would have to talk them down - a LOT, but could win on style alone.
 
Salvage titles are OK, yes?







 
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