A few updates to post.
First off, finally getting to some more body work that I've been wanting to have repaired for over a decade. My friend Rich used to work at Chester Auto Body, and his father Vince worked there for 30+ years. Same guy that fixed my floors and front fenders last summer. After the initial sanding/grinding, it was obvious this stuff has been repaired before. This area of the car didn't look *awful*, but it was definitely time for some attention. The two spots higher up on the quarter were my fault -- I used to carry this big wooden box I'd keep tools and such in when I went drag racing, and it shifted a few times and made outward dents. I forgot to snap some true 'before' pics, so these will have to do..
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There's still a spot at the front of the passenger door that needs repair. He's gonna start that on Monday and then move over to the driver's side. Once the driver's side is done, all the major body work will be DONE!! (and the passenger side was the worse of the two sides)
So with the passenger side work completed, I had to head out to TRP, since it had been almost 6 weeks since I raced it. I had a couple issues that were preventing me from going out. One was a small fuel leak where I had a poorly engineered fuel line coupling where I had a rubber hose connecting to a piece of hardline with about 4 clamps, since it was under pressure. I did a proper fix back there with some pushlok hose, properly flared the hardline and a couple more AN fittings.
Next, the last time I was out racing, the valve stem got cut on one of slicks. I had just put a new tube in the other slick a few weeks before, so now both tubes are pretty new and they have metal valve stems. BP and his tire machine made quick work of the job.

On Wednesday the 22nd, I did something I hadn't done in a LONG time -- I drove my car to work! Since I work right by the freeway, I wanted to leave directly from work for the track. When I got to the track, there was already a ton of people there. I ended pulling into the staging lanes as soon as I got my slicks on, but hadn't opened the headers, figuring I would open them while I was waiting. Well someone came up to talk, and they pulled my lane much sooner than expected. I knew I was only gonna get 2 time runs, so I just left them closed.
It feels a lot different on the bottom end with the mufflers closed. First pass, I spun, but still went a 12.85 @ 106. I was fairly pleased that I was still solidly in the 12s. Next pass, I got better traction and ran a 12.66 -- only .05 slower than I had done weeks ago with the exhaust open. I was really happy with that!
There was a long delay before eliminations got started because the girl who hands out timeslips apparently fainted or collapsed. To make matters worse, her mom runs the computer in the timing tower, so now TRP was down 2 workers, since mom went with the daughter in the ambulance. When eliminations finally got under way, I got lined up with Gordie Stevens and his Heat Seeker Slant-6 powered Duster. I remember seeing that car out there when I was in High School and he has more Class Winner stickers on his quarter-window than I have time slips.
I dialed in at 12.63 as it was cooling off. He dialed in at 13.55. I KILLED the tree with a .0017 reaction time to his .07, but I spun again, resulting in a 12.74 @ 107, and I saw him lift in the traps, netting him a 13.56. I lose. Margin of Victory was .03. I should've dialed up, not down, for first round. As Andy pointed out on Facebook, I broke the One-Tenth Rule and it cost me. I hate wasting a good RT like that.
The 107 is my best MPH so far. During one of my time runs, I was able to get a good look at my AFR gauge, and I saw a solid 12.5-12.6 in third gear. I haven't had the laptop in the car in several weeks.
This has been the best summer I've had with the car since moving out here in late '07 and I'm loving it! I'm debating whether to try and take it up to the Woodward Dream Cruise in August. Both times were in the Corvette, and it might be good fun in something a bit more powerful.
-Dave