
As some of you may know, I was up in Washington this past weekend for the 20th year of the Doo Wop Rally. Heidi also made it up Saturday morning to get some spectating in. Unfortunately, there wasn't much spectating to do, well not much of our car at least. Saturday had 3 stages, all on the same section of road, with two run in one direction and one run in reverse. We started the first stage and were trying to get used to the car, the conditions and the new helmet and intercom that I was using. Unfortunately, not even half way into the stage, we had a bit of an off. Dan couldn't quite hear me calling the turns as well as he should, plus the surface was slick and snotty. The end result can be seen in the video below, we're the white and blue RX-7 at the :50 mark.
There was a bit of damage to the front end of the car, but after some work (see picture of Joe at the top and below of Dan, Doug and I) we felt we were ready to go for Sunday. We worked on the intercom issue and felt we had a better, but not ideal solution.

We started Sunday with high hopes of making it through the day, the stages later in the day are amazing. Unfortunately the rally gods had other plans for us. The first stage was a pavement stage that we made it through without issue, car felt good, intercom was better, and we were ready to do it again. Part of the way through the transit back to the beginning of the stage we lost all drive in the car. Initially we felt the clutch had possibly gone, but after some side-of-the-road diagnosis, the rear end seemed to be the culprit. With the engine running, the car in gear and the clutch engaged, the only thing turning was the drive shaft, not the rear axle. Upon some further looking it was clear we had bent the rear axle again. We were done for the weekend. We loaded up the car, ate some lunch, played spectator for a stage and headed home. Such is the life of a rallyist sometimes.
-G





