Yesterday was our final autocross of the year and boy was it interesting. The day started off busy as my dad and I were doing tech inspections for what would be our largest turnout of the year. Unfortunately one of the most bullshit cars in GS showed up, a Focus ST, and even worse is that it was being piloted by someone who knew what they were doing. To make my hopes of at least winning class even worse was the fact that it was no more than 50 degrees and let me tell you, Hankook Ventus RS3s do not like cold weather AT ALL. As evidenced by me failing to save a fairly straight forward slide seen below. (And ignore my horrible slalom while some fucks were still given)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3csqlN…

After our morning runs I was second to the FoST by just over a second which seemed like an impossible margin, and after the first two of my final three runs I had only closed the gap to about three quarters of a second. Then, at the line for my final run my favorite rival? mentor? I don't really know what to call him actually, came up to me and told me that I needed to go faster, naturally I blamed it on the tires but he said it looked like I was holding back. Now usually Im the person who turns tires into the most amount of smoke during the course of the day so I was gonna show him. And somehow, I did. On my last run of the year I beat out the FoST by just over a tenth of a second, cementing my class championship victory for the year and achieving 2nd overall in PAX, it didn't even look good either.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-Cr8Q…

However this was bittersweet because it was also my final time competing in GS. My dad and I had plans to move to STX next year but having just learned that the 318ti will be in HS next year we're seriously considering staying in Street category because we would just murder PAX. But thats a topic for another day.