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The Diner
Ash and i decided that the diner was intriguing and no doubt genuine, but going in would tie us down to homemade cherry pie or a malt, causing us to miss the Lotus Lap. So we got in the un-air conditioned car and inched closer to Jake's Elan. Since i was driving, Ash offered to take pictures with my camera and i metered and focused on another parked car that see about the right distance away and in open sun, like the track. It turned out to be a poor guess.
Soon the announcer cued Jake and Larry, who had found a tiny Lotus flag and attached it the front of his car, in protest, zoomed toward the gate onto the track, well before anyone followed. Fortunately, the gate attendant knew this behavior well enough to shut the gate until the other cars fell in behind. He also held up a small sign that said, " 80/ No Pass" (129km), pointing at it sternly. Jake yelled something toward Larry, who was occupied with checking to see that the starter was waving his big flag. Then everything started to move very fast. On the track, Larry got off quickly and the 6 cars behind him sped up to keep pace. Although this is what Jake did not want to happen, he had no choice but to keep close too by speeding up, and in turn so did we. By the time the Lotus flight reassembled, our speedometer/speedoyard was reading 98mph/158km and inching/centimetering up. i looked at Ashley, who asked,"How fast can you go?" "140mph/225km or so," i replied. " How do you know?" "Can't tell you now....take pictures.."
The Diner
Ash and i decided that the diner was intriguing and no doubt genuine, but going in would tie us down to homemade cherry pie or a malt, causing us to miss the Lotus Lap. So we got in the un-air conditioned car and inched closer to Jake's Elan. Since i was driving, Ash offered to take pictures with my camera and i metered and focused on another parked car that see about the right distance away and in open sun, like the track. It turned out to be a poor guess.
Soon the announcer cued Jake and Larry, who had found a tiny Lotus flag and attached it the front of his car, in protest, zoomed toward the gate onto the track, well before anyone followed. Fortunately, the gate attendant knew this behavior well enough to shut the gate until the other cars fell in behind. He also held up a small sign that said, " 80/ No Pass" (129km), pointing at it sternly. Jake yelled something toward Larry, who was occupied with checking to see that the starter was waving his big flag. Then everything started to move very fast. On the track, Larry got off quickly and the 6 cars behind him sped up to keep pace. Although this is what Jake did not want to happen, he had no choice but to keep close too by speeding up, and in turn so did we. By the time the Lotus flight reassembled, our speedometer/speedoyard was reading 98mph/158km and inching/centimetering up. i looked at Ashley, who asked,"How fast can you go?" "140mph/225km or so," i replied. " How do you know?" "Can't tell you now....take pictures.."