Well the big race finally arrived this week... and I'm now, officially, a Race Car Driver's Wife!!! Or as others like to put it, a Trophy Wife (I get to dust the Trophies)!!!
OK, there isn't a trophy, but he DID finish (unscathed) and he did get a silver medal! (no, he wasn't second either!) I'm not sure what his final position was, somewhere in the 30s I think... out of 160 - that's pretty darn good, I reckon!
Here's the low-down. Its a four day, road race. The racers drive on normal street roads (in traffic etc), to get to a "stage". The Stage is a blocked off part of a road (usually in hills, all windy, as in corners/curves, not as in lots of wind!) Each stage only takes about 5-10 mins to race. The racers have the entire road to themselves, and can go as fast as they like. Once they finish the stage, they get their time, then drive to the next stage (this is called the "transport" stage). Drivers come from all over Australia, and we even had some New Zealand entries - it's a good way to showcase our beautiful state, and see some gorgoues country.
It was T's first time ever, doing any kind of competative racing, I'm proud-as, he's amazing. I love you Sweet Cheeks!
And I forgot to mention, we're off to a fancy schmancy dinner in about 15 minutes... I'm dressed to kill, hopefully get a pic, so you can all swoon!