quick IT question.
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by Catch 22 »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">Danielle = Hippie Chick.
My favorite Hippie Chick, but still a Hippie Chick.
Scott, who's passionate about winning, making bold passes, 4 car bump drafts, and winning. But NOT about what car he's driving.</TD></TR></TABLE>
I know this is OT...
but Scott I do love hearing your .02 on everything.... & if nothing else know you are passionate about lots of stuff...including arguing your logical points...
If it weren't for your input on many things I wouldn't be able to see the big picture on quite a few racing issues... I'd be biased by the pure lack-o-logic method us Kents are known for...at least this way I understand completely where the rest of the racing community is coming from....and try to help steer this household onto a more logical path (although as you know that part hasn't been overwhelmingly successful...)
Like I said before...we don't encourage anyone to follow us off the beaten path (possibly into a money pit failure)....
I don't want you to think that I'm helping to guide a kid into a car thats a bad idea-he is pretty set on his choice & that has nothing to do with us...
but at this point if that is what he is going to do...yea he'll be able to use some help.... and at that point the best anyone can do to help is quit harping on the illogical car choice & I think he will listen to the rest of the feedback...
you never know it has a bit more hp, a bit more tq, and a better built/more durable- think shift fork for example- tranny than our generation even though it does weigh more... maybe it won't be that horrible? Although the obd2 vs our obd1 is of concern to me...as is the rear drums that you're stuck with...but you never know for certain until someone tries it though...
We just understand those that are willing to take the risk...whether they fully realize what they're getting into or not (we sure didn't understand what we were getting into at the time...I don't think anyone does in racing until they've actually gotten into it!)
and dude...I followed the dead back in the summer of my college years...of course I'm a freakin' hippie...I just smell better than the rest of them...Danielle
Modified by Lyonel 13H4 at 5:35 PM 3/9/2005
My favorite Hippie Chick, but still a Hippie Chick.
Scott, who's passionate about winning, making bold passes, 4 car bump drafts, and winning. But NOT about what car he's driving.</TD></TR></TABLE>
I know this is OT...
but Scott I do love hearing your .02 on everything.... & if nothing else know you are passionate about lots of stuff...including arguing your logical points...
If it weren't for your input on many things I wouldn't be able to see the big picture on quite a few racing issues... I'd be biased by the pure lack-o-logic method us Kents are known for...at least this way I understand completely where the rest of the racing community is coming from....and try to help steer this household onto a more logical path (although as you know that part hasn't been overwhelmingly successful...)
Like I said before...we don't encourage anyone to follow us off the beaten path (possibly into a money pit failure)....
I don't want you to think that I'm helping to guide a kid into a car thats a bad idea-he is pretty set on his choice & that has nothing to do with us...
but at this point if that is what he is going to do...yea he'll be able to use some help.... and at that point the best anyone can do to help is quit harping on the illogical car choice & I think he will listen to the rest of the feedback...
you never know it has a bit more hp, a bit more tq, and a better built/more durable- think shift fork for example- tranny than our generation even though it does weigh more... maybe it won't be that horrible? Although the obd2 vs our obd1 is of concern to me...as is the rear drums that you're stuck with...but you never know for certain until someone tries it though...
We just understand those that are willing to take the risk...whether they fully realize what they're getting into or not (we sure didn't understand what we were getting into at the time...I don't think anyone does in racing until they've actually gotten into it!)
and dude...I followed the dead back in the summer of my college years...of course I'm a freakin' hippie...I just smell better than the rest of them...Danielle
Modified by Lyonel 13H4 at 5:35 PM 3/9/2005
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by sscguy »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">Curious, does CJ have a passion to race, passion to build a race car, or passion to build a '96-'98 Civic EX HB racecar? If it's the last....well, then all of this makes a little more sense.</TD></TR></TABLE>
I gave him Lyonel's # - he had wanted to speak to him which is why we started shooting back & forth pms....he met us at RA & talked to Lee & Lyonel there originally...
I assume we'll get more insight as to which one is the actual case then- its hard to tell on a forum where questions are coming from every direction & its someone you don't know really well....
so far its a bit of all...which one is the highest long-term priority though is what I can't 100% discern....he really likes that specific car though...a lot...
I gave him Lyonel's # - he had wanted to speak to him which is why we started shooting back & forth pms....he met us at RA & talked to Lee & Lyonel there originally...
I assume we'll get more insight as to which one is the actual case then- its hard to tell on a forum where questions are coming from every direction & its someone you don't know really well....
so far its a bit of all...which one is the highest long-term priority though is what I can't 100% discern....he really likes that specific car though...a lot...
Live by the sword - Die by the sword.
The cult of victory is a swindle. It's no measure of a life.
Winning just means that nobody with more money, talent, or brains was there to beat you - he was off beating somebody else.
Winning?
Oh? Did you beat the best driver in the world?
Well then did you beat the best driver in your region?
What??? You mean you only beat whoever it was who happened to be racing in the same class?
Oh - don't get all bent out of shape. I know you're racing for fun. And a win is a win is a win. I like winning too. I'm even passionate about it sometimes - you know: when it's a great race.
But if a win is a win, then why is what you've got a passion for more meaningful than a win over a tough competitor for 3rd...or 10th...and if not in Class than in Group?
Your passion is for an artifice. No more or less than anyone elses. It's a crutch you use to license yourself. It's completely irrational. No more or less than anyone else.
Scott, who's won plenty of races...and raced plenty of times (more than 300)...and pushed till my body threatened to kill me (my momma cried when the doctors told her I wasn't gonna make it)...I have some idea of what I'm talking about. In time you may come to see what I'm geting at. Reflect on your recent journeys thru competence and speed - and your "speedometer error". It's like that.
The cult of victory is a swindle. It's no measure of a life.
Winning just means that nobody with more money, talent, or brains was there to beat you - he was off beating somebody else.
Winning?
Oh? Did you beat the best driver in the world?
Well then did you beat the best driver in your region?
What??? You mean you only beat whoever it was who happened to be racing in the same class?
Oh - don't get all bent out of shape. I know you're racing for fun. And a win is a win is a win. I like winning too. I'm even passionate about it sometimes - you know: when it's a great race.
But if a win is a win, then why is what you've got a passion for more meaningful than a win over a tough competitor for 3rd...or 10th...and if not in Class than in Group?
Your passion is for an artifice. No more or less than anyone elses. It's a crutch you use to license yourself. It's completely irrational. No more or less than anyone else.
Scott, who's won plenty of races...and raced plenty of times (more than 300)...and pushed till my body threatened to kill me (my momma cried when the doctors told her I wasn't gonna make it)...I have some idea of what I'm talking about. In time you may come to see what I'm geting at. Reflect on your recent journeys thru competence and speed - and your "speedometer error". It's like that.
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by JRDbuilt »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">so really doesnt matter which rotor? interesting.</TD></TR></TABLE>
we too run w/ the auto zone or advanced auto el-cheapos...I think they're like $20
we change them when we change brake pads...
we too run w/ the auto zone or advanced auto el-cheapos...I think they're like $20
we change them when we change brake pads...
Speed
It's about money, of course; for most it's about finding it, finding enough of it, and then finding more. It's about guzzling money like water, about living with the guilt of burning up so much hard earned cash. But it's much more.
It's about supremacy, being top dog, king of the hill, head honcho, the big kahuna; standing out above the crowd, being number one, the best.
It's about speed. It's about riding the fastest, scariest, hold-onto-your-hats-geez-I'm-gonna-wet-my-pants-best-damn-roller-coaster ever invented.
And it's about power. It's about leading the charge of a thousand screaming banshees, having your body wrenched and twisted and tossed about by the hands of great unseen forces; and it's about taming a blind raging Herculean monster, and bending it to your will.
It's about brilliant colors, flashes of light, ear-splitting shrieks, and bone-rattling rumbles. It's about the unforgettable smell of burning rubber, smoldering brake pads, and gear oil. It's about reaching through the steering wheel all the way down to the tires and feeling the road slipping past your fingertips. It's about sensing the weight of the car shifting from tire to tire, like water in a pan. It's about the tug of the shoulder harness across the collar bones, and the cramp in the leg from pressing the gas pedal through the floor.
Racing is about all of these things, and much more.
It's about passion; burning desire, insatiable hunger. It's a perverse yet overwhelming love affair with steel, glass, and rubber. It's about a relentless courtship with speed.
It's about conceiving and nurturing a child--the benefactor of your skill and wisdom, and a victim of your ignorance. It's about saving a rusting pile of disregarded scrap from the crusher and making it stronger, faster, more real and alive than it ever was, or ever deserved to be. It's about caring for your creation, loving it; pushing it to its limits, exalting in its greatness, and forgiving its weaknesses, because they are your weaknesses.
It's about dreams and hopes and fears. Dreams of glory; dreams of carving out a small niche in history, like Mario, and Sterling, and "King Richard". Hopes. Hopes that the many long winter hours of lonely toil in the cold, dusty garage will bring smiles come spring and a nod of approval from the brutally indifferent stopwatch. Hopes that the brakes will be there on call, as you hurtle without recourse into the unforgiving concrete canyon. Hopes that, in the end, you'll be able to look back on the whole experience and find it worth the price, while living with the fear that it won't be.
It's about determination, perseverance, and the strength of resolve. It's about patience and discipline. It's about putting in the time, double checking, attending to the critical details. It's about concentration, and focus. It's about controlling the overpowering urges, sticking to the game plan, and keeping your head when the unthinkable happens. It's about testing, and measuring, and worrying, and sweating the small stuff.
It's about faith; faith in yourself, in your crew, in your fellow competitors, in the workers, and in the men and women who designed this car, these tires, and this track and above all, god. It's about believing in your roll cage, your safety harness, your nomex suit, and the fire system that has never been put to the test. It's about knowing that no matter what happens, you chose.
It's about deep and lasting respect, caring, and friendships; about sharing joys and disappointments, pitching in, and easing the load.
It's about living life on the cutting edge of a razor, hanging it all out there, going for broke. It's about knowing, without doubt, by-gosh, that you're alive. It's about putting your heart and soul into something and letting the whole world see what you can do. It's about knowing that in the midst of the confusion and emotion and heart-stopping action, you were the one that mattered…
CJ Johnson
just a little something about how i feel about racing..... it's some stuff ive picked up over the 16 years of my life.
It's about money, of course; for most it's about finding it, finding enough of it, and then finding more. It's about guzzling money like water, about living with the guilt of burning up so much hard earned cash. But it's much more.
It's about supremacy, being top dog, king of the hill, head honcho, the big kahuna; standing out above the crowd, being number one, the best.
It's about speed. It's about riding the fastest, scariest, hold-onto-your-hats-geez-I'm-gonna-wet-my-pants-best-damn-roller-coaster ever invented.
And it's about power. It's about leading the charge of a thousand screaming banshees, having your body wrenched and twisted and tossed about by the hands of great unseen forces; and it's about taming a blind raging Herculean monster, and bending it to your will.
It's about brilliant colors, flashes of light, ear-splitting shrieks, and bone-rattling rumbles. It's about the unforgettable smell of burning rubber, smoldering brake pads, and gear oil. It's about reaching through the steering wheel all the way down to the tires and feeling the road slipping past your fingertips. It's about sensing the weight of the car shifting from tire to tire, like water in a pan. It's about the tug of the shoulder harness across the collar bones, and the cramp in the leg from pressing the gas pedal through the floor.
Racing is about all of these things, and much more.
It's about passion; burning desire, insatiable hunger. It's a perverse yet overwhelming love affair with steel, glass, and rubber. It's about a relentless courtship with speed.
It's about conceiving and nurturing a child--the benefactor of your skill and wisdom, and a victim of your ignorance. It's about saving a rusting pile of disregarded scrap from the crusher and making it stronger, faster, more real and alive than it ever was, or ever deserved to be. It's about caring for your creation, loving it; pushing it to its limits, exalting in its greatness, and forgiving its weaknesses, because they are your weaknesses.
It's about dreams and hopes and fears. Dreams of glory; dreams of carving out a small niche in history, like Mario, and Sterling, and "King Richard". Hopes. Hopes that the many long winter hours of lonely toil in the cold, dusty garage will bring smiles come spring and a nod of approval from the brutally indifferent stopwatch. Hopes that the brakes will be there on call, as you hurtle without recourse into the unforgiving concrete canyon. Hopes that, in the end, you'll be able to look back on the whole experience and find it worth the price, while living with the fear that it won't be.
It's about determination, perseverance, and the strength of resolve. It's about patience and discipline. It's about putting in the time, double checking, attending to the critical details. It's about concentration, and focus. It's about controlling the overpowering urges, sticking to the game plan, and keeping your head when the unthinkable happens. It's about testing, and measuring, and worrying, and sweating the small stuff.
It's about faith; faith in yourself, in your crew, in your fellow competitors, in the workers, and in the men and women who designed this car, these tires, and this track and above all, god. It's about believing in your roll cage, your safety harness, your nomex suit, and the fire system that has never been put to the test. It's about knowing that no matter what happens, you chose.
It's about deep and lasting respect, caring, and friendships; about sharing joys and disappointments, pitching in, and easing the load.
It's about living life on the cutting edge of a razor, hanging it all out there, going for broke. It's about knowing, without doubt, by-gosh, that you're alive. It's about putting your heart and soul into something and letting the whole world see what you can do. It's about knowing that in the midst of the confusion and emotion and heart-stopping action, you were the one that mattered…
CJ Johnson
just a little something about how i feel about racing..... it's some stuff ive picked up over the 16 years of my life.
CJ, direct question for you: are you track-experienced? Or autox experienced? Or karting experienced? Experience with something that moves faster than a moped and isn't driven strictly on the street.
Ive been into a variety of stuff sense i was little. just never been able to race an actual race prepp'd car on the track. Im planning on going and doing some schools and track days before i get into IT though. plus it will give me a chance to shake down test the car to make sure everything is how i want it and give me a chance to get comfortable in the car.
The reason he asked is that you don't just wake up one morning and decide you want to go road racing and do it, there are steps along the way.
Read the profile on any professional race car driver, they all started small and worked their way up.
All your "focus" seems to be in the wrong places. You worry about things like what series to race in and yet you have never driven on a race track. You are seriously putting the cart before the horse.
Also, what the heck is "non-official auto-x"?
Read the profile on any professional race car driver, they all started small and worked their way up.
All your "focus" seems to be in the wrong places. You worry about things like what series to race in and yet you have never driven on a race track. You are seriously putting the cart before the horse.
Also, what the heck is "non-official auto-x"?
well here in gwinett we use the gwinnett county fair grounds ... i know a guy that handles alot of the stuff that takes place at the GCFG and he's a close friend of my grandmothers because my family use to own the land where gwinett place mall is if you live in ATL. and he will give me the key and unlock to unlock the gate and we set up our own course how ever we feel like it and clock it with a stock watch.
so same rules as classes and junk but not official like through a club or organization.
so same rules as classes and junk but not official like through a club or organization.
JRDbuilt, I have a friend a lot like you, claims to be very passionate about racing, claims he's been into racing his whole life, his ultimate racing dream is to be a WRC driver. But that's it, they're only words. I'm sure he could write some paper about how much racing means to him but it wouldn't be worth the paper it was written on.
I tried to get him into racing through autocrossing which he gave up on quickly because he wasn't the prodigy he thought he was (for the record he was an average driver, better than I was when I first started). Unfortunately that's as far as he ever got.
The point I'm trying to make is that it's good to have dreams, use that to motivate yourself, but also understand that you have to take the appropriate steps and not try to make one big leap.
How do you expect to be a road racer if you can't get you stuff together to do at least a HPDE or autocross event. Racing comes in all forms and it's up to you to find what fits your skill and budget, do well at that and it will help you when you move on to bigger and better things.
I tried to get him into racing through autocrossing which he gave up on quickly because he wasn't the prodigy he thought he was (for the record he was an average driver, better than I was when I first started). Unfortunately that's as far as he ever got.
The point I'm trying to make is that it's good to have dreams, use that to motivate yourself, but also understand that you have to take the appropriate steps and not try to make one big leap.
How do you expect to be a road racer if you can't get you stuff together to do at least a HPDE or autocross event. Racing comes in all forms and it's up to you to find what fits your skill and budget, do well at that and it will help you when you move on to bigger and better things.
no i was actualling going to get my street car ready to do alot of HDPE schools so i could get out there with an experienced driver and learn tracks , lines , and things of that nature and then i decided i did want to go racing. auto-x is great and is amazingly good and keeping and learning great skills. but like i told bowie. it's just not for me. i love the long straights and stretching out what ever im driving. now granted you can get up to 60-70 in auto-x it just really doesnt have the distance i want to drive. but like i said i have budgetted for some schools and track days as a shake down for the car as well mainly for myself. and really no turning back now my jetta is pretty much gone, only way i see it now is forward to accomplish some goals and dreams.
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by RR98ITR »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">Live by the sword - Die by the sword.
The cult of victory is a swindle. It's no measure of a life.
Winning just means that nobody with more money, talent, or brains was there to beat you - he was off beating somebody else.
Winning?
Oh? Did you beat the best driver in the world?
Well then did you beat the best driver in your region?
What??? You mean you only beat whoever it was who happened to be racing in the same class?
Oh - don't get all bent out of shape. I know you're racing for fun. And a win is a win is a win. I like winning too. I'm even passionate about it sometimes - you know: when it's a great race.
But if a win is a win, then why is what you've got a passion for more meaningful than a win over a tough competitor for 3rd...or 10th...and if not in Class than in Group?
Your passion is for an artifice. No more or less than anyone elses. It's a crutch you use to license yourself. It's completely irrational. No more or less than anyone else.
Scott, who's won plenty of races...and raced plenty of times (more than 300)...and pushed till my body threatened to kill me (my momma cried when the doctors told her I wasn't gonna make it)...I have some idea of what I'm talking about. In time you may come to see what I'm geting at. Reflect on your recent journeys thru competence and speed - and your "speedometer error". It's like that.</TD></TR></TABLE>
That sounds great.
Really.
I think I'll print it and frame it. I'll put it right over my work bench.
Scott, who says "Whatever you need to do to make it make sense dude..."
The cult of victory is a swindle. It's no measure of a life.
Winning just means that nobody with more money, talent, or brains was there to beat you - he was off beating somebody else.
Winning?
Oh? Did you beat the best driver in the world?
Well then did you beat the best driver in your region?
What??? You mean you only beat whoever it was who happened to be racing in the same class?
Oh - don't get all bent out of shape. I know you're racing for fun. And a win is a win is a win. I like winning too. I'm even passionate about it sometimes - you know: when it's a great race.
But if a win is a win, then why is what you've got a passion for more meaningful than a win over a tough competitor for 3rd...or 10th...and if not in Class than in Group?
Your passion is for an artifice. No more or less than anyone elses. It's a crutch you use to license yourself. It's completely irrational. No more or less than anyone else.
Scott, who's won plenty of races...and raced plenty of times (more than 300)...and pushed till my body threatened to kill me (my momma cried when the doctors told her I wasn't gonna make it)...I have some idea of what I'm talking about. In time you may come to see what I'm geting at. Reflect on your recent journeys thru competence and speed - and your "speedometer error". It's like that.</TD></TR></TABLE>
That sounds great.
Really.
I think I'll print it and frame it. I'll put it right over my work bench.
Scott, who says "Whatever you need to do to make it make sense dude..."
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by Catch 22 »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">That sounds great.
Really.
I think I'll print it and frame it. I'll put it right over my work bench.
Scott, who says "Whatever you need to do to make it make sense dude..."</TD></TR></TABLE>
You know who you remind me of right now Scott?
You remind me of CJ (no offense CJ).
Scott, who knows you have to live your own way thru it...that's just the way it is...
Really.
I think I'll print it and frame it. I'll put it right over my work bench.
Scott, who says "Whatever you need to do to make it make sense dude..."</TD></TR></TABLE>
You know who you remind me of right now Scott?
You remind me of CJ (no offense CJ).
Scott, who knows you have to live your own way thru it...that's just the way it is...
actually i wouldnt take that offensive anyway... scott is an amazing driver and does very well with racing. being considered like him would be more offensive for him not me! i would love to be in his shoes.
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Scott, who's passionate about winning, making bold passes, 4 car bump drafts, and winning. But NOT about what car he's driving.</TD></TR></TABLE>
But not everyone is just like you, although you seem to think that everyone should be.
Scott, who's passionate about winning, making bold passes, 4 car bump drafts, and winning. But NOT about what car he's driving.</TD></TR></TABLE>
But not everyone is just like you, although you seem to think that everyone should be.
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But not everyone is just like you, although you seem to think that everyone should be.
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Ahhh... But that is where you are wrong grasshopper.
Had CJ said "I have a big budget, a sponsor, and I want to build *this* car to IT race" I would have said "Fine, have fun."
But CJ is 16 years old, has very limited cash, and is a nice kid.
I WANT to see him race, but what I've seen in my 10 years in this crack habit tells me that his current path won't get him there. And if it does, it will be greatly delayed. By "greatly" I mean years, not months.
Is has current path a mistake?
I don't know for sure. Nobody does.
But there are much easier ways for him to do what he's dying to do (race) within the narrow budget that he has. He's rather blindly choosing to not take those routes. This is just going to make it that much tougher for him to get to point B, which really makes no sense when taken in context.
This is typically the situation where people start skimping on safety equipment to "get out there." Cheap cage made by a "buddy who can weld," cheapo suit, cheapo helmet, cheapo seat on a Home Depot fabricated mount, and no H/N protection.
I'd much rather see CJ racing a '87 CRX Si in ITB with a custom Puckett cage, Sparco, and a HANS than a pimpy looking '96 Civic with half-assed safety equipment.
Will he do this?
I dunno, but if he did he'd just be one in a long line of many.
Do I want CJ to be "Like me?"
No. Not really.
But I do think that under his current circumstances he needs to take an approach "like mine" to get out on the track in a decent, safe car.
Rinde... He's insane.
He'd like to believe we're all insane because it makes him feel better about his own little imbalance, and thats what he's going to believe regardless.
And really, I'm going to make fun of him no matter what he does. So its all a moot point to me anyway. I don't even read his posts, I just scan them looking for key "crazy words" that I can use against him.
He actually likes it, further proving that he's insane (or just starved for attention).
Scott, who says "I do want to be like CJ... Well... Just the whole 16 thing."
But not everyone is just like you, although you seem to think that everyone should be.
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Ahhh... But that is where you are wrong grasshopper.
Had CJ said "I have a big budget, a sponsor, and I want to build *this* car to IT race" I would have said "Fine, have fun."
But CJ is 16 years old, has very limited cash, and is a nice kid.
I WANT to see him race, but what I've seen in my 10 years in this crack habit tells me that his current path won't get him there. And if it does, it will be greatly delayed. By "greatly" I mean years, not months.
Is has current path a mistake?
I don't know for sure. Nobody does.
But there are much easier ways for him to do what he's dying to do (race) within the narrow budget that he has. He's rather blindly choosing to not take those routes. This is just going to make it that much tougher for him to get to point B, which really makes no sense when taken in context.
This is typically the situation where people start skimping on safety equipment to "get out there." Cheap cage made by a "buddy who can weld," cheapo suit, cheapo helmet, cheapo seat on a Home Depot fabricated mount, and no H/N protection.
I'd much rather see CJ racing a '87 CRX Si in ITB with a custom Puckett cage, Sparco, and a HANS than a pimpy looking '96 Civic with half-assed safety equipment.
Will he do this?
I dunno, but if he did he'd just be one in a long line of many.
Do I want CJ to be "Like me?"
No. Not really.
But I do think that under his current circumstances he needs to take an approach "like mine" to get out on the track in a decent, safe car.
Rinde... He's insane.
He'd like to believe we're all insane because it makes him feel better about his own little imbalance, and thats what he's going to believe regardless.
And really, I'm going to make fun of him no matter what he does. So its all a moot point to me anyway. I don't even read his posts, I just scan them looking for key "crazy words" that I can use against him.
He actually likes it, further proving that he's insane (or just starved for attention).
Scott, who says "I do want to be like CJ... Well... Just the whole 16 thing."
Alot of people don't do what is always "right" when it comes to racing, unfortunetly the heart often leads the head. I am a great example of what you probably should not do in racing, but I don't regret anything and I would not change anything.
If this guy is a true racer, and you know what that is, he will race, something.
I know he is on here asking for advice, but I think at 16 he is going to do what he wants, as you or I probably would at that age.
If this guy is a true racer, and you know what that is, he will race, something.
I know he is on here asking for advice, but I think at 16 he is going to do what he wants, as you or I probably would at that age.
Originally Posted by JRDbuilt
Speed
It's about money, of course; for most it's about finding it, finding enough of it, and then finding more. It's about guzzling money like water, about living with the guilt of burning up so much hard earned cash. But it's much more.
It's about supremacy, being top dog, king of the hill, head honcho, the big kahuna; standing out above the crowd, being number one, the best.
It's about speed. It's about riding the fastest, scariest, hold-onto-your-hats-geez-I'm-gonna-wet-my-pants-best-damn-roller-coaster ever invented.
And it's about power. It's about leading the charge of a thousand screaming banshees, having your body wrenched and twisted and tossed about by the hands of great unseen forces; and it's about taming a blind raging Herculean monster, and bending it to your will.
It's about brilliant colors, flashes of light, ear-splitting shrieks, and bone-rattling rumbles. It's about the unforgettable smell of burning rubber, smoldering brake pads, and gear oil. It's about reaching through the steering wheel all the way down to the tires and feeling the road slipping past your fingertips. It's about sensing the weight of the car shifting from tire to tire, like water in a pan. It's about the tug of the shoulder harness across the collar bones, and the cramp in the leg from pressing the gas pedal through the floor.
Racing is about all of these things, and much more.
It's about passion; burning desire, insatiable hunger. It's a perverse yet overwhelming love affair with steel, glass, and rubber. It's about a relentless courtship with speed.
It's about conceiving and nurturing a child--the benefactor of your skill and wisdom, and a victim of your ignorance. It's about saving a rusting pile of disregarded scrap from the crusher and making it stronger, faster, more real and alive than it ever was, or ever deserved to be. It's about caring for your creation, loving it; pushing it to its limits, exalting in its greatness, and forgiving its weaknesses, because they are your weaknesses.
It's about dreams and hopes and fears. Dreams of glory; dreams of carving out a small niche in history, like Mario, and Sterling, and "King Richard". Hopes. Hopes that the many long winter hours of lonely toil in the cold, dusty garage will bring smiles come spring and a nod of approval from the brutally indifferent stopwatch. Hopes that the brakes will be there on call, as you hurtle without recourse into the unforgiving concrete canyon. Hopes that, in the end, you'll be able to look back on the whole experience and find it worth the price, while living with the fear that it won't be.
It's about determination, perseverance, and the strength of resolve. It's about patience and discipline. It's about putting in the time, double checking, attending to the critical details. It's about concentration, and focus. It's about controlling the overpowering urges, sticking to the game plan, and keeping your head when the unthinkable happens. It's about testing, and measuring, and worrying, and sweating the small stuff.
It's about faith; faith in yourself, in your crew, in your fellow competitors, in the workers, and in the men and women who designed this car, these tires, and this track and above all, god. It's about believing in your roll cage, your safety harness, your nomex suit, and the fire system that has never been put to the test. It's about knowing that no matter what happens, you chose.
It's about deep and lasting respect, caring, and friendships; about sharing joys and disappointments, pitching in, and easing the load.
It's about living life on the cutting edge of a razor, hanging it all out there, going for broke. It's about knowing, without doubt, by-gosh, that you're alive. It's about putting your heart and soul into something and letting the whole world see what you can do. It's about knowing that in the midst of the confusion and emotion and heart-stopping action, you were the one that mattered…
CJ Johnson
just a little something about how i feel about racing..... it's some stuff ive picked up over the 16 years of my life.
It's about money, of course; for most it's about finding it, finding enough of it, and then finding more. It's about guzzling money like water, about living with the guilt of burning up so much hard earned cash. But it's much more.
It's about supremacy, being top dog, king of the hill, head honcho, the big kahuna; standing out above the crowd, being number one, the best.
It's about speed. It's about riding the fastest, scariest, hold-onto-your-hats-geez-I'm-gonna-wet-my-pants-best-damn-roller-coaster ever invented.
And it's about power. It's about leading the charge of a thousand screaming banshees, having your body wrenched and twisted and tossed about by the hands of great unseen forces; and it's about taming a blind raging Herculean monster, and bending it to your will.
It's about brilliant colors, flashes of light, ear-splitting shrieks, and bone-rattling rumbles. It's about the unforgettable smell of burning rubber, smoldering brake pads, and gear oil. It's about reaching through the steering wheel all the way down to the tires and feeling the road slipping past your fingertips. It's about sensing the weight of the car shifting from tire to tire, like water in a pan. It's about the tug of the shoulder harness across the collar bones, and the cramp in the leg from pressing the gas pedal through the floor.
Racing is about all of these things, and much more.
It's about passion; burning desire, insatiable hunger. It's a perverse yet overwhelming love affair with steel, glass, and rubber. It's about a relentless courtship with speed.
It's about conceiving and nurturing a child--the benefactor of your skill and wisdom, and a victim of your ignorance. It's about saving a rusting pile of disregarded scrap from the crusher and making it stronger, faster, more real and alive than it ever was, or ever deserved to be. It's about caring for your creation, loving it; pushing it to its limits, exalting in its greatness, and forgiving its weaknesses, because they are your weaknesses.
It's about dreams and hopes and fears. Dreams of glory; dreams of carving out a small niche in history, like Mario, and Sterling, and "King Richard". Hopes. Hopes that the many long winter hours of lonely toil in the cold, dusty garage will bring smiles come spring and a nod of approval from the brutally indifferent stopwatch. Hopes that the brakes will be there on call, as you hurtle without recourse into the unforgiving concrete canyon. Hopes that, in the end, you'll be able to look back on the whole experience and find it worth the price, while living with the fear that it won't be.
It's about determination, perseverance, and the strength of resolve. It's about patience and discipline. It's about putting in the time, double checking, attending to the critical details. It's about concentration, and focus. It's about controlling the overpowering urges, sticking to the game plan, and keeping your head when the unthinkable happens. It's about testing, and measuring, and worrying, and sweating the small stuff.
It's about faith; faith in yourself, in your crew, in your fellow competitors, in the workers, and in the men and women who designed this car, these tires, and this track and above all, god. It's about believing in your roll cage, your safety harness, your nomex suit, and the fire system that has never been put to the test. It's about knowing that no matter what happens, you chose.
It's about deep and lasting respect, caring, and friendships; about sharing joys and disappointments, pitching in, and easing the load.
It's about living life on the cutting edge of a razor, hanging it all out there, going for broke. It's about knowing, without doubt, by-gosh, that you're alive. It's about putting your heart and soul into something and letting the whole world see what you can do. It's about knowing that in the midst of the confusion and emotion and heart-stopping action, you were the one that mattered…
CJ Johnson
just a little something about how i feel about racing..... it's some stuff ive picked up over the 16 years of my life.
http://www.nsxfiles.com/trophy.htm
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Putting your name at the bottom of something someone else wrote for a plaque is plagiarism.
http://www.nsxfiles.com/trophy.htm
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Wow, just wow. I guess the capitalization, punctuation, and correct spelling should've been a dead giveaway.
Putting your name at the bottom of something someone else wrote for a plaque is plagiarism.
http://www.nsxfiles.com/trophy.htm
</TD></TR></TABLE>Wow, just wow. I guess the capitalization, punctuation, and correct spelling should've been a dead giveaway.
I didnt say it was mine. But i used it to show how i felt. so chill because i dont really care that you just seem to find something negative and hound me for it. why dont you really just get a life and stop trying to hound some 16 year hold because you think your the ****. and i know you will come back and say you never said that you are. Im just saying to get the hell out of my thread because you are not welcome man.
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by JRDbuilt »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">and how do you know i didnt write that?
ya exactly you dont!</TD></TR></TABLE>
It's online on some message boards from 2002. Pretty shabby putting your name to something you didn't write.
ya exactly you dont!</TD></TR></TABLE>
It's online on some message boards from 2002. Pretty shabby putting your name to something you didn't write.



