Chatterbox Tuesday

Its not.

Its this place, everyone is that one.

I have been vomiting all evening.

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I feel like that bloke in Day of the triffids.....

Hello.
I am late for work.

Watched the bus pull away at the stop. As I was trying to untangle myself from a child* and get out the door I was told I was being dramatic and I wouldn't miss it. Who's got the last laugh eh? Oh.

*My own child.


Games. Internet was off so a bit of GTA story mode.
TV. Onto the last episode of the wire s02. Need to find it on one of 10 pen drives in my bag for the commute.

Plenty of members around here...

Morning!

An evening of life admin (bins, fill-up car, small shop), then some MST3K. And then the new episode of Star Trek Discovery. Worth the wait.

In other news, whilst I was away some rats appear to have moved into the house.

My Housemate saw one yesterday, and turned the living room upside down in his terror

Dear Chatterbox
There is a wall of text incoming. It is mainly (entirely) about vroom vrooms. Enter if you dare, or skip to the end, theres a TL;DR.


I decided to give GT Sport one last go, and of course I ended up having two decent races and one amazing one and am thus fully sucked back in.


Race 1, Interlagos, Grp 3. Porsche 911:

I started the qualifying late and after 1 scrappy lap I ended up 18/18. Awful. At the start, 2 of the fellas in front of me decided to just ignore the corner and go flying off the track, that was nice. I had a really good race and after lap 8/10 I was up into 10th and catching 9th place. Going into the back straight, 9th place went really wide and I took the opportunity to go into the inside of turn 4 and try and overtake him, sadly he decided he would rather die than give up a place and rejoined in a ridiculous manner and smashed us both into the barrier. Luckily we recovered quickly enough, and I passed him in pretty much the same place on the next lap.

Qualified: 18th

Finished: 9th



Race 2, Interlagos, Grp 3, Porsche 911:

Better qualy lap the second time round, ending up in 5th place.

A good start saw me up into 4th place coming through the Senna S. A solid first lap brought me up into third by the start of lap 2. Sadly this is where it all went “tits up” as we say in the industry.

Coming through the Senna S for the second time, 4th place decided his car was an inch thick, and put it into the left hand corner of my car. Now corner 3 needs a smooth entry, otherwise the wheels tend to let go, and him pushing at me just span me out and messed up his race as well when he t-boned my dead-stick car. Idiot.

Down into 11th place, I recovered back to 6th over the next 3 laps, but then, through no ones fault but my own, I went to far onto the kerb at turn 9 (Pinheirinho) and instead of just letting it ride through, I spun up the tyres too early and fucked it.

Down into 14th I go.

The rest of the race was fairly uneventful, I recovered back into 9th without anyone being an idiot as I went past them.

Qualified: 5th

Finished: 9th


Race 3.0, Interlagos,  FIA Manufacturer Championship,Grp 4, Porsche Cayman:

ABORTED.

Qualified 5th again. The Cayman handles a lot differently than the 911, much more forgiving but you have to nail the corners otherwise you don't get a good speed out of them due to its slower nature.
However, as we came round turn 5 on the warm up lap, everyone in front of me (like 8 or 9 cars) barreled off the road into the barrier.

“Bit odd” I thought, then the PS network went down and kicked me, explaining everything.

Bit annoying as this was a championship points race. Makes no difference to me, but it could have really hurt other people’s chances at a good finish as it was the last champ race of the day.

Qualified: 5th

Finish: Technical DNF


Race 3.1, Interlagos, Grp 3, Porsche 911:

Having now 20 laps of actual racing, and probably as many in qualifying laps, I absolutley nailed the tack down, going 2 seconds faster than I had previously. this got me into pole position by 1.1 seconds. Result.

However, my conversion for poles to wins is around 50% so I wasn’t confident.

Going into turn 1, I braked late and turned in down the hill across the kerb perfectly. I caught a brief glimpse of second place alongside me on the right, but he was too far over and I had the perfect line through the Senna S and I accelerated away.

And that was the last I saw of them.

I was between a 1 and 2 seconds a lap faster than anyone else, and I drover an absolutely inch perfect race. By the time I came into the pit at the end of lap 7 I was 13 seconds ahead of the second place man. I maintained this gap until the last lap when, not wanting to balls it up, I took a slow lap round to make sure of it, still ending 10 second ahead.

Not only had I won, breaking my duck, I had also gotten a perfect race (giving a credit and exp bonus) and had also gotten fastest lap.

Qualified: Pole

Finish: 1st

Fastest Lap

Perfect race



Then dear reader it was off to bed. And now I’m here, at work, “working”


TL;DR: I raced good, bad and then great. Then I slept, then I didn’t work.

The sheriff is near.

Morning,

Good to know that whatever happens, Melv can always pick a career as Formula One commentator.

TV: another episode of Stranger Things, having reached the conclusion for now. Can't help the feeling with regard to the Upside Down that it's nothing a good spring clean couldn't fix.

Dinner: steak and chips.

Games: Zelda, exploring around Taafei Hill and not finding much, raiding a skull camp. Finally got my first piece of champion armour. Given last night's dinner plan I admired the ease with which I can turn these annoying wolves into perfectly seared steaks with a single fire arrow. (Sorry, Shenguin, I too engage in wolf abuse from time to time, but not because they beat my team).

Told you to put your cheese sandwich into the fridge.

You either have to be very, very boring or very very exciting. I've got one of these down pat.



Well I didn't want everyone to get too hot under the collar first thing in the morning, so I kept it to novella length.