I don't know. Ever time I looked up there was an SV coming by. Maybe they just spread themselves out that far. -steve
How close are people that can actually hear it? I mean that place is in a pretty good location, isolationwise I thought.
I believe there are subdivisions nearby. Just not in eyesight distance. Either way it could just be a zoning issue.
With the economy doing as well as it is right now, I think it's a great idea. Who's going to sponsor a 24 hour race, to generate enough of a purse that would make it affordable to race?
I read this and some images came to mind... 1. Somebody just stepped out of the paint booth and saw this post... 2. Somebody was huffing airplane glue and saw this post.... 3. James Belushi in ANIMAL HOUSE, when they closed the frat and Jim attempts top rally the guys... 'Who's with me!? Let'ssssss gooooooooooo..... (everyone stays seated). Granted, it wasn't over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor....
Could you get FIM sanctioning for 24-hour race, make it part of their World Endurance Schedule in an attempt to get a sponsor? I think Miller is viable, everywhere else has a quite period. Maybe have the bikes parked in a re-flag type stutation for the mandated quite time, no work done and on the opposite side of the pit like WERA does now. Just make that time difference up in the race by finsihing later. It it a true 24 hour race? No, but sometimes you need to work with what you got. (Just typing out loud here)
Don't get me wrong, I'd love to do a 24. Maybe one day the economy will recover, and make it feasible.
My dad ran 5 of those! I think he may have won once or twice too (class) And I think he cracked the top 5 overall, if im not mistaken, on a wicked GSXR750 built by Lou Andrews. The thing was one of the nastiest tempered and fastest bikes on the track, but would ONLY run if the the throttle was open, as in you close the throttle to get on the brakes and it would die. No big problem till it started raining at 1 am and my old man was on the bike. Said he made an actuall habit of yelling in his helmet "OPEN THE THROTTLE" to try to override the panic/pucker factor as the bike was backing itself into yet another wall lined corner. Sounds like fun!