Well, the car isn't as bruised as much as my pride, I can tell ya that!
I'd done a few runs on "another track" to test the balance of the new tires the days before, and I think I kinda got accustomed to having much longer time for braking. So, best I recall, after I crossed, I shifted up to 5th and engine braked while I looked at the tach and then in the mirror for the Silverado, back at the tach again, and then up the road...OH SHEEEIIIITTT!
Braked waaaaay to late. Just kinda pumped by the whole experience and let myself get distracted (No worries....plenty of time to brake...NOT!!!)
Anyway, I'll post some pics when I get a chance. I've got some front bumper damage and one corner of the hood. The "horns" on the frame may require pulling down about 1/2-3/4", if I'm lucky. After I get into it, I'll have a better idea. She's hurt, but can be fixed good as new.
I told Frank U that I've often thought about naming the car, but never did. Well I suggested a name for Dom when he wrecked his Z, but he didn't take it. I might as well then:
Phoenix would be a good name!!
As for me, I was a little stiff the next day, but that's all. No worse for the wear. It was a wild ride - that water did a lot to help slow the car down. Mostly she slid over the berm in the mud and grass, nosed under the same chain link fence someone else had hit the day before (something about red cars, I guess), but it was the berm of the road on the far side is what go the bumper.
I couldn't do much last weekend due to prior commitments. But, this coming weekend I'll see about getting the bumper and the hood off, and then we'll see what it's gonna take.
It figures...Just when I had her running just the way I wanted, I had to pull a dumb stunt like that.
