jrw1621 wrote: It did occur to me that once you posted the hotel name, you might be setting yourself up for some cranking like a 4am wake up call.
Don't worry, serious rock stars like us have all their calls blocked and security outside the door. We are pretty well protected from the little people.
We're eating breakfast now. They have regular and chocolate milk! I got both.... 8)
Lol I live in Indy and have never gone to the 500. You guys need a third wheel?
We're getting in the shuttles now. Our escorts (not that kind of escort) all have big letters on them, it's kind of funny.
That's the indiana state police motorcycle team. The letters spell INDIANA and they do formation riding, etc. in parades.
Everybody is talking about show dogs. I'm out of my league. 
Wow. This police escort is good at it.
http://i1239.photobucket.com/albums/ff515/tomsuddard/77b59f95.mp4
Osterkraut wrote: The tale of two GRMs: The past, building cheap cars and racing them. The future, getting smoozed by a company that makes watches that cost more than the cars GRM built a magazine around. Brb, building time machine.
Uh, guess you didn't notice, but both are happening right here in the present. But you're right, we were way cooler before you knew about us 
Margie
Last-minute repairs: Rennie and Steve are replacing the fuel pump. The shifter is finally sorted and our Speedcom radio system is working.
We're at the track museum now, it's interesting to see many of the race cars next to each other. They get lower every year.
Tim Suddard wrote: And Osterkraut, if the future of GRM was this kind of life, we certainly wouldn't be giving you guys a blow by blow and making fun of it.
Oh sure, today making fun of it, tomorrow 335is project cars.
Solved our fuel problem: there was Teflon tape in the regulator.
We're about to go karting!
Just fed Team Lincoln's Alan, Rennie and Steve lunch here - bean soup and ham sammiches. Did you know you can buy the leftover bones from Heavenly Ham for $3 apiece, and that gives you a nice soup base as well as enough ham for half a dozen sandwiches?
Margie
Go-karting went well! Tommy qualified first, then was put in the back of the pack for the championship race. I ended up finishing forth, and he finished sixth. One of our fellow schmooze-ees tried to formally protest the outcome, then went on a diatribe about how unfair the race was while the winners were on the podium.
We've got an hour until we leave for dinner at some place called "Mesh." Has anyone else been there?
Tim Suddard wrote: Go-karting went well! Tommy qualified first, then was put in the back of the pack for the championship race. I ended up finishing forth, and he finished sixth. One of our fellow schmooze-ees tried to formally protest the outcome, then went on a diatribe about how unfair the race was while the winners were on the podium.
Please tell me the whiner wasn't a racer (even a club racer or something).
Can't help you with the restaurant, haven't been to Indianapolis in fifteen years.
Still trying to sort the fuel starvation issue, but we passed tech and valuation with no penalty laps. We have a lot of fans here, and the paint job is a hit.
Dinnertime!
Which should I get?
In reply to Tom Suddard:
You're seriously asking that question? The steak of course.
You never eat a free meal of chicken if something else is available.
Have you ever heard the phrase "Hoosier Lamb" before?
You don't eat seafood in the midwest. If you're eating fish you eat freshwater fish like Walleye, Muskie, Lake Salmon, etc.
That what I thought! I got the steak, Tim ordered Seabass.
Mmmm, sugar!
Dinner was great. The sea bass kicked ass. After party downtown was not something I should have taken Tommy to. Ugliest girl there was Miss Indiana. She was fully dressed, though. Met Guy from Diners, Drive ins and Dives, as we were walking back into the hotel. Overall, one of the more interesting days I have experienced. Everyone is bitching about the heat. Just a normal May day in Daytona.
Good to see Tom Heath's ugly face again. Thanks Rennie for coming up and whipping on these guys, while I suffer up here in Indy.
Tim Suddard wrote: We're at the JW Marriott. Holy crap, I had to iron a shirt. Never done that before. Building the roll cage for the Crap Can Lincoln was easier.
Any concierge worth their salt would have had your wardrobe steamed by the staff. The midwest can be so primitive! Good to know the Lincoln is in good hands! (Toms). ENJOY!!
Tom's mustache is even better in real life.
It's 5:30 a.m. and I'm heading to the track. The weather could get real tropical today, so the race might get red-flagged when lightning shows up this afternoon. We'll see.
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