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I was able to squeeze in a mid-week club race, but it sure seemed like everything was working against me. It all started with my commuter train running late. Once I got home, I headed out in my car for what would normally be the 45-minute drive. It took me a half hour just to go 5 miles to the highway. Some crazy car accident had everything jacked up. From there, I merged onto a highway full of cars that were not moving. Turns out, a tanker truck full of fuel overturned and was engulfed in flames.  http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/chi-tanker-fire-webapr03,0,4173839.story 

Once the traffic finally started moving, I was following a truck pulling an empty trailer. The driver nearly lost control of his rig, and the trailer swerved violently, taking up both lanes. Could there be any more things working against me?    Well, I made it to the track, albeit late. Weekday races run a compact schedule with two short qualifying rounds and then the mains, and I had already missed the first round. A night at the track is always a good time, but it was a bit hectic just getting there!  Check out this pic a friend of mine recently sent me. This is his son Mason, and he’s proudly showing off his new rigs. Even though he’s pretty new to r/c, he’s making a name for himself at the local shop and track. Go buddy, go!