So I broke Golfball, and then I found more broken stuff resulting in the car ending up on jack stands longer than expected. And then life happened. I ended up moving to the Chicago are, planning on coming back to grab the car from mom's house and finishing it as soon as possible. Well life kept happening and that car is still in mom's garage in Kentucky. (don't worry it's not going anywhere. I've got fun plans for it. These two cars are going to be really confused when they realize they live together again though).
Anyway during all that mess, Seth had mentioned that it was maybe time to let the Traccord go. We had talked about it but life kept making buying the car not really an option for me. I finally got things on my end more stable and was looking at getting the Miata ready for track work again but knew it was a very long expensive list to get it where I'm happy with it again. Oddly enoguh the rough mental number I had in my head for the parts list was fairly close to the number that was mentioned on the Traccord. And this car doesn't need entirely rebuilt before going out to play again. So finally agreements were made but by this point we were going into winter and the minty old rust free Honda from Texas deserves to be spared from Chicago salt. So I asked if we could let it stay in Texas through winter and I come pick it up in the spring. Seth remembered Super Lap Battle is in March so we decided to shoot for that weekend. Fast forward to last Friday and I'm leaving work a half hour early to catch a plane to Houston.
After a flight with only mild turbulence and dark jokes about our confidence in Boeing, and a few minutes of us trying really hard to figure out which grey scale crossover is which in the pickup line, Seth picks my roommate and I up and we head to the grosh. I sleep terribly as I usually do on these trips, with the added flavor of that kid on Christmas eve feeling making it just a bit worse. We hang out and have breakfast at the house chatting about things before finally loading the car up with our bags and the related spare parts stash and heading to COTA.
We get to COTA, have the fun of trying to get into the gate by saying we're on the staff list with literally 0 evidence that this is the truth. Guard tells us we can come in but the car can't because we don't have a parking pass. It is about this time we realize we are far too use to having "authorized personnel" privileges at race tracks. We go park the car in the normal person lot and start walking towards the track. Finally we find spacecadet and figure out where everyone else we know at this event are. We hang out and help grid a GLTC field with only the minor inconvenience of COTA marshals doing their job and yelling at me for being where I wasn't supposed to be without a staff band.
Parking pass acquired and car is parked at the track for the night while we take a ride the airbnb in spacecadet's unreasonably nice Lexus. Go back to pass off keys so Adam Jabaay can drive it out to the Rally Ranch for evening hangs.
Sunday morning we had back to the track for an 8am standing start GLTC race. Traccord serves as pace car for this race and scores a bit of screen time on the Super Lap Battle livestream.
After the race finishes, we decide to hit the road where job one was correcting the fact that I hadn't seen a Buc'ees in either of my prior trips to Texas.
I keep driving after the required stop had been completed and drive another 190 miles before I need to stop to use the restroom. By which point I came to a sudden realization.
I had just driven 190 miles without really thinking about it. I was starting to figure out what Seth had actually pulled off with this car. This silly little 4 cylinder Japanese coupe is the best car for clicking off miles with no fuss that I've ever driven. And thats why the rest of this story is actually pretty boring. This was just a nice pleasant road trip with a friend talking about life and our plans for the near future at this point.
Common sense prevailed and we decided we should use the day off we both put in for and make this a 2 day drive. That was the smart decision. The dumb decision was deciding the appropriate overnight stop was the cheapest hotel with a "meh" rating I found in Blytheville, Arkansas. We had a surprisingly decent dinner and then pulled the ECM fuse before heading to bed because neither of us really trusted where we ended up. Thankfully the next morning the car was still there and we headed to the walmart to replace the charging cable for the bluetooth speaker I managed to lose then get gas.
and then it was 6 more hours of just a nice pleasant road trip. The biggest issue we had was the door frame trim trying to escape. We even made it home early enough that I decided I should use the rest of the day off to go ahead and get plates dealt with and see how simple the door trim fix was going to be.
And that's how the next chapter for the Traccord started. My plans for the car are pretty simple; Keep refining little things on it with a goal of keeping it a good summer daily driver and getting seat time. The car is really good. I'm going to do my best not to ruin it.
