When it came time to go, he handed it to me and told me to take her home. When I refused, he said it belonged on my track and not an oval. Well, it must have been dust from the Santa Ana winds, but I suddenly found I had something in my eye.
Coming through the TSA line at the airport, I took it out of my bag and put her in the bin since I figured a "gizmo" with wire and a motor would look strange on the Xray and I really didn't want to deal with making new friends. Well, I did anyway since several of the TSA guys were pretty enamored with it - as well they should be.
So, I just put her on the Palmer Divide Raceway and she FLYS now. I'm going to re-time her this weekend just to get a feel for how much better she runs now.
I can't tell you how honored I am to have her here and how much I treasure my friends and these fabulous little cars.
Here she is with her siblings:
