Quickly adapting, the team quickly grew from the fifties to the sixties. Dave was the first to hit 60mph and Ken quickly followed, in what was to be a repeat of the friendly competition. Each racer's achievement spurred the other on. 60mph. 64 mph... 67... Impressive numbers considering the less than favourable conditions. Impressive enough to break the old British world record when Ken hit 69mph. The team warmed up well. Their entourage, however, was lagging behind.
Wind, rain and snow
High desert speeds conjure up images of melting tyres on cracked concrete. Not so this September. Unusually bad weather came to the valley. Rain halted several races and it turned into a game of "if and when" teams could get on the track. Disappointing for many who made the journey there; seeing their time slots fade away due to elements beyond their control. Nevertheless, few of us can claim to have seen snow on top of a mountain in the middle of summer in the Nevada desert. It's a strange sight. A natural phenomenon caused by fluctuations in diurnal temperature and high altitude. But it wasn't the rain (or snow) that posed the biggest problem for the team. By far the most dangerous condition in front of them was the strong wind blowing across the valley floor.