Let me apologize for not being present at the May meeting, but Deb and I had the opportunity that weekend to fly down to The Big Easy. So I had to forgo a Barry burger and an order of hot wings at Mack's, and instead had to settle on eating my way thru the French Quarter dining on jambalaya and mud-bugs. Oh the sacrifices one must make to maintain domestic tranquility.
We are in the midst of the sports car season, having had some great spring weather here in Chicago land. Sunny and cool, perfect for dropping the top and being on the road. I hope that those of you who went downstate to the Champaign British Car Festival also enjoyed the fine weather, but it wouldn't be Champaign with a rain storm or two.
That same weekend eleven club members, including my nephew Kyle Sieben and myself, went over to the Healey Club's gymkhana in Warrenville. The kid tried to give his Ol' Uncle Wilbur a driving lesson, he even turned in a faster lap or two in my own car. But I was able to pull a few tricks out of my hat. In the end he had to cry "uncle." He did say that he will get even with me at the up-coming family kart night. Being a NASCAR fan, he is quite good at bumping from behind and spinning you out. Not proper sports car tactics, but it works.
There are also plenty of other driving events scheduled over the next couple of months, as well as a variety of tech sessions, the Road America camping trip, and of course Abingdon. Summer won't last forever so take the time out to attend some of the functions we have planned. It will be time well spent.
See you there, Wilbur