Racing at Spring Mountain Racetrack
Well finally I’ve gotten around to Part 3 of Vegas: Part One and Part Two were done some time ago. I’ve been meaning to write this down, but I’ve been so busy.
This was so much fun. We got a little lost trying to find the place. I let Ryan take directions from the Bishop, but of course Ryan is very vague and didn’t probe for details. I should have talked to the Bishop to get directions. Ah well… So we got lost for a good hour. Dave was getting frustrated and the poor guy was prolly hungry. He stopped and asked for directions on the side of the road from a guy selling something. I was impressed. Ryan never stops, he would have driven around for another hour and found a gas station to which I would have to go in and ask for directions.
We quickly gassed up cuz Dave was on E… and we all know that E stands for “Empty” not “Extra Miles” like Ryan thinks it does… 
We were off. After traveling for another 30 min. we finally found it. Hooray. The Bishop was just on his qualifying laps. He came in and we ran over to check out his car. The Bishop is so gracious and just such a humble man. I just adore him and respect him so much. He’s the nicest guy ever. He is very generous with his money and is very kind.
We had some lunch at the track. It was all for free! Whoo hoo! I was glad cuz I could tell the boys were very hungry and getting grouchy from the lack of food. A frozen banana dipped in chocolate, a churro and a tortilla with chicken and peppers. It was delicious. I was stuffed!
We watched the Bishop compete in his race. There was this nice black Corvette that spun around the track. I loved watching the race.
I got the first run around in the car. I was so pumped. I tossed on the helmet, buckled up, got instructions as to where to hold on and we were off. I was thrown around for the first little bit as the Bishop warmed up his tires. Warming up his tires consisted of him driving down the track quite quickly and aggressively moving the steering wheel from left to right very hard. I got thrown around quite a bit. Then we spun around the track going 120miles down the straights and 90-100 miles around the corners. It was fun. I think it would be fun to be the driver. I got bored after a couple of laps. It was good, but not like the adrenaline rush like sky diving. Being a passenger is also so passive. Orin did 5 laps around the track with me. It was fun, but I wanted to drive.
After, Ryan went around the track, then Dave, Leslie and finally Kim. Everyone had fun zipping around. Dave and I had a chance to chat a bit. Not as much as I would have liked. Too many people constantly interrupting. I don’t do well with a bunch of people in a crowd. It makes it hard for me to focus.
After everyone had their turn I was so happy everyone got a ride because at first the Bishop said he could only take 3 people. I was so stressed that not everyone could take a ride. Thankfully, Orin’s wife was there to make sure he would take everyone. I was relieved that everyone was able to experience the radical.
After the racing, I was just so relaxed and was so content. I just found a chair and sat in the sun happy as a clam. Some chick came and started babbling to me. I was slightly annoyed cuz I just wanted to sit and relax, maybe take a little snooze. I smiled and was polite, entertained her banter. She wanted to show us her green Lamborghini Gallardo so we went over to take a look. I thought the Bishops yellow Lamborghini Murcielago was way nicer than hers.
We mugged for some pics then said our goodbye’s. There was going to be this amazing appetizer dinner type thing happening and I wish we could have stayed for it, but we had to run back to Vegas to go to Excaliber and go to the tournament of Kings.
On our way back to Vegas this trip went downhill from here.