Here we go again. After a 4 hour drive on one of Australia's shittiest, poor excuses for a major highway, I get to Bodangora airstrip and settle down in the middle of a paddock for the night. Not a sole for miles, unless you count the inmates of the correction facility just down the road. I was by myself but I don't mind that sometimes. It gets a bit spooky but the tranquility is superb. Up at sparrow fart and the club members turn up to set up for the day's racing. Did I mention that the morning temperature was 3 degrees Celsius (37F). Nothing like knocking star pickets in without gloves on at 3 degrees. I must be getting soft. Racing started around 10am but due to fuel issues with the 1 1/4" SUs I had installed I missed a couple of runs. Bystanders get worried when they see fuel dripping on hot headers for some reason. It's not every day you race a Mini with a 302 Ford in it. Another practice run, car won't rev as well with the smaller carbs but it's running consistent times. This is the second of my shootouts. I won this one but had lost the first one. No film of that one as I forgot to turn the camera on. The poor bugger didn't realize he was supposed to leave on his light. More action tomorrow so stay tuned sports fans.