I threw a quick video together of the mayhem that was unleashed as the five maniacal
DGTA demo drivers took center stage unleashing a bombardment of ATL Slide Style on an otherwise unknowing circle track crowd.
Live it… love it… don’t bootleg it.
Enjoy.
Erik Jacobs, Tony Schulz, Dennis Mertzanis, Jonathan Martin, and myself were invited up to Lanier National Speedway for a 10 minute drift demo between circle track races.
This was some of the fastest I’ve consistently drifted to date. Usually you get a super-fast entry… and slow down a good bit for the rest of the course layout –
but this was top of third gear – pedal through the firewall the entire time!!!
A few pictures from the drift demo madness (c/o www.codywellons.com).
After the Formula Drift Qualifier was wrapped up in Houston… we blazed trails to Lousiana for the Import Face-Off invitational. It was gawt damed AWESOME. It was a road course that was very challenging (for underpowered cars :))… And by mid-day we were killing it. Hot lapping the entire circuit with non-stop drift madness at every corner.
Marty, Dan and I all made top 8. Marty and I both advanced once, to be eliminated. I was taken out by the 1st place finisher (mostly due to fuel cut with gas sloshed to one side), and Marty was taken out by the second place finisher… Also in a Miata.
Marty and I got to battle it out for 3rd/4th… Just like the drift expo!!1 it was AWESOME. From what we were told it was the best tandem of the day. We got wikkid close, and finished it off with some slow manji standing burnouts for the crowd to finish the day.
People at the event were SO stoked about drifting. It was really a cool day, and it totally validated all the stress, sleep deprivation, and personal anguish I put myself through in the two weeks prior to the event. It was an amazing track and an amazing day.
Next competition they run there we HAVE to go back!
Some video from the event:
Better late then never, I suppose… here’s a recap and some photos from the Formula D qualifier at Gulf Greyhound Park in Houston, TX.
Three events… Three days… Summed up: pure mayhem. The FD qualifier was a mess. Everyone was ripping it on the practice day prior to the qualifying event. There was a lot of speculation as to who was going to walk away with a license. It was looking really good for a lot of people.
THEN… it rained, turned all the dirt and sand in the lot to mud… and everyone turned on suck-mode… including myself. If it had rained, and continued raining, circumstances would have been different. But the rain had time to dry… slightly. So the track surface went from mud, to wet, to dry, to wet, to mud again – and if you hit that last patch of mud, you would completely wash off course.
I felt like I was actually running decent considering the situation… then qualifying started. I NEVER have issues with understeer. NEVER. NEVER EVER. I hadn’t understeered the entire weekend. Then by some stroke of magic (or lack thereof), I understeered three out of four runs… IN A ROW. I didn’t feel good about it at all. I knew I wouldn’t be getting a license. The thought of not getting a license didn’t bother me at all… but not quite understanding where my understeer issues came from did. I’ve since deduced that it was a combination of factors, such as tyres from Irwindale on the front (Dunlop left me high and dry on tyres) – and they moved the course in to help avoid the muddy-puddled area… which played a significant role in changing the track surface.
They only gave one FD license… To Quoc Luy in his satin black 13 hatch. A provisional license was given for the first three events to Wes Hamachi the green Garage 112 hachi. Two invites were given to the qualifier in San Diego. One to “Hachi Bill” Sherman from No Ants… And the other invite to me.
After the announcement was made we all went back out for an amazing session filled with tandem madness. It was sooo much fun. Once the pressure was taken out of the equation, and it dried up a little… People were ripping it. It was an AWESOME session!
http://www.driftday.com/fdtxqualifier_results.htm
Drift Racing + Podium Finish + Ambulances + Emergency Rooms = WIN.
This past Saturday was the first Atlanta Drift Expo downtown at Turner Feild. For it’s kick-off event, I think it went extremely well! It was an absolute blast.
The course was a little weird at first… but as the day went on, started to make more sense. It was awesome!!! Third-gear entry for a high-speed front section… linking to a lower speed back section that was tight and technical.
ATL made a strong showing, and it was a DriftMechaniks 2-3-4 on the podium… proving that we ARE Atlanta’s illest sect of sideways sliding lunatics. Harri Tervola from Ter-Tech took 1st place in his turbo e34 525i, Erin Sanford took 2nd in his freshly faced s13, I landed third place in the e46, and Jonathan Martin took 4th in his bare-METAL Miata!!! It was a really great day… emergency room and all.
Video c/o TedJ on www.southeastdrift.com
We had a champagne victory celebration at the end… and I couldn’t get mine open. I haven’t opened a bottle of champagne since college, lol. Caught up in the moment… getting champagne shot in my face… it made sense to try and smash the end of the bottle on the curb to pop it open. That would clearly be the worst decision I made all day.
I knew as soon as it happened that I had to go to the hospital. The bottle crumbled into large shards of glass that had no intention of going down without a fight. I cut across the face of my thumb, about halfway into it. Thankfully my mom was at the event all day. She sat me in the truck, and we took off for the hospital. I passed out as we pulled out of the lot… and when I came to I freaked out. I couldn’t see anything, and didn’t know where I was… I didn’t know what was going on. It scared the absolute hell out of me. My mom turned around and called 911. An ambulance showed up and took me to Atlanta Medical.
I got stitched up, and all taken care of. I was in and out in about two hours. They said my blood pressure dropped to zero… which is why I passed out and didn’t know where I was. The cut didn’t really bother me… but I never want to feel like I felt when I came to EVER again.
I checked the atlantadriftexpo.com site… and there wasn’t anything listed about a trip to triage for third place… I wonder what’ll happen at the next event?!? Death? Destruction? With the dM Wrecking Kru in the mix, you can bet on it.
All the DriftMechaniks were incredibly awesome to get everything packed up, and both the cars back home for me. I don’t know what I would have… or would do in general… without them. <3
This trip set forth with me, my iPod, and the open roads of this nation… towing the e46 solo-style across America’s interstate highways from right coast to left and back again. Three twelve-hour days of blaring heavy metal across the continent, sketched out truck stops, drive-thru windows, and rest stops, and 2400 miles later… I came to rest in Burbank, CA – about 10 hours before the Formula D Media day.
Irwindale Speedway was the one track I was scared of all season. I think just about everyone I know has wrecked there – so that was always in the back of my mind. Right off the bat, I realized my car wasn’t prepared to handle the track layout. Beyond underpowered, and still lacking the right suspension setup… I couldn’t link the track right all day. I scored another flat tyre… this time after six runs (versus two in Chicago). My torque wrench accidentally went home with Dan after Chicago… so I was stranded for a little while without a way to change my wheels – everyone was down on track… so there was nobody to ask. :/ Towards the end of the day, I started to make sense of things… although I wanted to hold my angle too long coming out of the bank which would cause me to kickback and spin. I just couldn’t manage to link the section from the bank to the infeild. I’ve never initiated so fast. It definitely took some getting use to.
Qualifying the following day went well. The caliber of driving put on by everyone there was about two steps above top-notch. You could really tell that it was the home track to many of them. It was impressive to watch, and inspiring to be driving with these madmen. I knew my chance of making the main event was slim-to-none… so as long as I rocked that BMW as hard as I could and have the time of my life in the process, I would be happy. Those goals I hit head on. I gave that li’l car as much hell as she could handle, and walked away very pleased with my runs… so no complaints.
Post qualifying, at the end of the day… I just sorta stood track-side staring at the infamous “House of Drift”. I was just plain awestruck at what I had just done. I dove head-first into the American professional drift series… and pulled it off. How I pulled it off, I still don’t really know.
I once had this dream, and standing there trackside at dusk… I realized that it wasn’t a dream anymore. It was right in front of me… all around me… encompassing everything I do. That dream was right in the palm of my hand… and it never felt better.
What a rad weekend!!! The setting was AMAZING. I lost track of how many cars hit the wall. The last I heard, the count was over 20. They nicknamed this track “the Gaunlet”… and it was right on the money. I towed the e46 to Chi-town in working order… and towed her back to Atlanta in the same condition… so all in all, a successful weekend!
There was only one judged clipping point… which I thought was weird. They were judging your entry speed, how you hit that clipping point, and how hard you were on the throttle.
I landed a whopping TWO practice runs before qualifying. Tyson Beckford slammed the wall for the second time, so they cut practice. I was next in line. Sweet. I pulled off to cool down, and ended up the second to last to run qualifying. I blew a flat tyre, and Mitch Wright came over to my car and told me I better pull off and take a look at it. Dan and I changed those two rear tyres in record time… and I hurried back on track to be the last person to run. I was still out of breath from the whole ordeal. I never had time to stop and collect my thoughts… but I put the pedal through the floorboard and went. I rocked out decent speed, but I felt like my angle coming into the first clipping point could have been better. I qualified 16th out of 43… so I didn’t advance to the main event… but had a great time in the process. Had that flat tyre not blown on two runs, and my concentration not been throw off… who knows. Such is racing. BUT… if it’s not my day to go out there in make it… it sure as hell is someone else’s. I didn’t hit the wall, which is always a plus.
I got to chill with Antonio (Sleptski Jones!!!) for the rest of the weekend, and stayed all day Sunday to run around Chi-town with him, Kevin, and Patrice. That town is beautiful to say the least. The lake, the beach, the clean city skyline, the women… omg, the women. Bwaaahahahaaa.
See what I mean about the setting??
Note the flat tyre in the rear. If you look close, you can see my concentration flying out the window. >:/
Severely underpowered, unprepared, and unrested… Round four proved to be a bit of a challenge… and a small wake-up call. I somehow managed to qualify Top 32 in both Atlanta and Houston… but was definitely not the case in Sonoma.
Aside from the general unprepped aspects of the car as far as weight reduction, chassis rigidity, etc… ol’ grrrl just didn’t have enough steam to connect the huge sweeper coming out of the first clipping point towards the second. Something didn’t feel right with the car all day. It was like she was running on half the cylinders… because it definitely felt like half the power. For some time after the event, I was convinced the motor was going… but after I got back to Atlanta… she ran just fine. Altitude is the only thing I can accredit it to… and even that’s a stretch.
I struggled immensely during practice with massive amounts of understeer… but managed to lay down qualifying runs that I was pleased with considering the circumstances. The first of the two runs I played it safe… second gear the entire time. The final qualifying run I came barrelling in third, but scrubbed too much speed heading towards the second clipping point. A functioning e-brake would have been great. I knew I wasn’t going qualified for the main event. Getting to Sonoma four hours before I had to be on track after a week of towing the e46 across the nation didn’t help. Regardless… it was a blast!!! It was absolutely beautiful up there… albiet a bit windy at sunset.
Joeyredmond.com and I successfully gave the nation a black eye after towing from right coast and back… stabbing the nation’s highways with a knife made of anarchy and mayhem. I got myself into a heap of trouble in Vegas after my Ferrari Drift Demo on the strip. I’ll post more later once I get clearance from my lawyer on it. Things got ugly… and I can’t even post to video until things cool down. It’s safe to say Vegas got owned by me and Joey. >:D
“Can someone please find an air-conditioned parking lot for next year???”
The first drift event I entered: Drift Showoff/D1 Driver Search – Miami, still reigns in my book as the hottest (in temperature) event I’ve driven in to date. It was so hot, that I physically passed out in my car overwhelmed by the heat. While the Formula D: Houston was cooler on a thermometer… add Texas humidity and a triple-layered Nomex race-suit, and the mercury just shot through the glass.
Weather aside… this event was RAD! We more-or-less slid at the Astrodome… which was kinda cool. We were not on a track this time… but in a giant parking lot rumored to have laid dormant for the past two years – so it was drrrty drrrty durrrrty. The first car ran off with a rooster tail following resembling that of a WRC car rallying across the desert.
There were a lot of cars damaged at this event. An R33 Skyline hit a wall head-on at about 65 mph… totalling it. It was awful. Five eight-sixes (Taka’s twice) were snagged by the wall. Taka, tipped his on it’s side Friday during practice. I was soo glad he was alright. They spent all Friday night fixing the car, for Taka to come back and qualify SECOND on Saturday!!! Words can’t even describe how awesome it was to see him kick ass out there and qualify so well. That man is a machine!!! Fellow Drift Day competitor, Yoshie qualified Top 32, making her the first female to do so!
The course surface was concrete, and my normal tyre pressures didn’t want to work well. After struggling through practice with a clean run here, and a shite run there… I managed to lay it all down during qualifying with two clean-ass runs, landing me the 10th position out of 40… advancing me to the main event.
Saturday felt hotter than Friday. There was a moment… like Miami – where I physically passed out in the truck because of the heat. I had decent sleep the night before – but my body just felt exhausted. I ran decent all day during practice… but couldn’t quite get the car to do what I wanted to entering the first corner. All weekend long I was barrelling down in third, clutch kicking, and letting the momentum carry me where I needed to be for the first clipping point (heavily judged corner… entry speed being critical). For some reason… the clutch kicks weren’t snapping the car loose right. My final qualifying run it finally snapped… HARD, throwing me waaay more angle than I was expecting. I hit the first clipping point right on… but I think that hard snap threw my mindset off, and right after that apex… post kick-back: I spun.
Either way… I went out there, kicked some ass… had an effing BLAST, so I have no complaints. I got to meet the rest of Dunlop drivers. Tanner helped me solve my tyre pressure woes, and the general consensus from everyone is: I NEED MORE POWER!!! We’ll see. :) Between clutches, transmissions, and replacing $8000 worth of damaged suspension components… I think my turbo fund is severely lacking. But who knows. ;)
I pulled the e46 on a trailer following Dan & Tracy pulling the Batlground s14. Besides occasional trailer sway… that wasn’t as bad as I thought. JOEYREDMOND.com rode all the way out there and back with me… making sure I didn’t pass out trying to drive there on 40 minutes of sleep. That kool kat is going to tackle the country with me as we make the trek to Round 4 in Sonoma the first week of July. THAT is going to be an insane road trip!
This thumbs up means: I just lost five pounds sweating away in this heat!
Sponsor roll call, please!!!
Chris caught up to me FAST!
Please turn the A/C on outside… PLEASE!
Driverrrrz meeting…
The only two Andys running in the series. :)
Taka tipped on Friday, fixed overnight & qualified 2nd!!!
Taka hitting again on Saturday. :(
Ahem… Harroooo. :)
The Slide to Side Homicide Tour continues… don’t get shot. :P
For those of you who didn’t get a chance to see it live, here’s the mayhem… 6 O’clock news stylee!
Here’s the story behind the feature:
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I was contacted by the PR department of Formula D about a week before the Atlanta event, and was advised that they had given my contact information to Fox5 News about a television spot showcasing the series, and my participation as a local privateer campaigning the series in it’s entirety. They advised me not to count on it for sure… and to beleive it when we see it – but sure enough: Fox5 Sports hit me up!
One of the sportscasters came down to One3 and interviewed me (none of that interview was used)… asking the normal barrage of drift-related questions: what is drifting, where did it come from, how is it judged, how I got into it… etc. They shot some footage of me at my desk, and told me that Karen would meet me out at the track on Friday morning.
Formula D secured a full hour (which was later whittled down to 15 minutes due to track restrictions) of “practice” time to shoot the news spot. It was going to be Alex Pfeiffer, Casper Canul, and li’l ol’ me. Alex and Casper were going to run tandem, and I was going to run solo. We got on track, ran a coupla solo runs… and Casper blew his water pump.
They ran up to my car and said “Okay… you’re gonna run tandem with Alex… you up for that?” At this point, I had only run tandem with friends in parking lots… but I wasn’t about to pass this up. “Let’s do this.” I told’m… and it was on. There really isn’t any other way to describe it, other than it was fxxxcking insane, and fxxxcking awesome all at the same time. It’s just like Casper says in his interview… everything happens so fast – it’s wild! Karen then met me back in the pits and interviewed me again. She was really stoked on drifting. I thought it was cool that she was so amped about the sport.
Anyway… Slipstream (Formula D) is effing AWESOME for setting this up. It was an amazing opportunity that I would not have been a part of if they hadn’t pulled for me. I feel really lucky, and extremely thankful. They are the BEST!!!
Who knows… maybe next year they’ll do a follow-up! ;)
