Immediately the BMS software informs me that Cell #9 has just
fallen to zero. Since it is trash anyway, I decide to go ahead
and try and get a qualifying lap.
for turn 2. Starting feeding on throttle. The power is there.
The car drifts out nicely, skating across the track.
6 is a trip. I am on-off-on with the throttle as I try and keep
the car balanced and on the track.
move the car right. I catch a hint of the smell of a battery letting
near my braking point. My mind is processing a large black blob
sitting on the chicane entrance berm.
I turn towards the entrance berm but aim a little right and brake
hard. I now know where they were taking the tire stack. Right
where I had planned to drive! Too many cars must have been cutting
new heading means I will have too much speed coming into the chicane.
With a limited number of options, I decide to cut inside the exit
berm. This bangs the front of the car into the air and dirt flies
as the nose comes back down. I bounce back on the track and put
my foot back in it.
bad battery smell is unmistakable. Through turn 9, then put my
hand up. No one behind me. I pull into pit lane and move my other
hand to the fire bottle release.
roll to a stop, unbuckle and jump out. We open the hood and trunk.
No fire but a bad smell. Our weekend is done.