"Did someone say purple schtuff? I'm gonna get wrecking-balled like Miley!" - Mom
Anyways, the track has built a reputation for housing the rookies of the Georgia drift scene. Some say in one hand, its a great cheap spot for beginners to shred all of their economy tires until they blow, but it doesn't have the space to really push a driver to be better. I can somewhat agree to that, I mean I always tell the folks running events that have a slow or boring course to pep it up some. Seriously though, if you treat drivers like a bitch, they'll drive like a bitch. Quote that.
"if you treat drivers like a bitch, they'll drive like a bitch. Quote that."
-J.J. Alfano
So what better way to end this internet yawn fest than to host a seriously competitive event on a seriously competitive course, marked out on what is allegedly the cold sore of Georgia drifting. I'm down. I mean hell, if nothing cool happens, I know I can scrounge up at least a few laps in some sucker's generous people's drift cars.
Being the obnoxious person I am, I volunteered and set out down to the event to lend my services in the form of judging others. Its really enjoyable actually. Being able to tell people they suck without ever having to back my theory up. Haha, and they just take it. Too easy.
I get there and what do ya know, I'm late. So I go say hello to my favorite people, introduce myself to Mr. Kurtis Hall who took the obligation to run this hot mess, and we make small talk and kind of work things out as we go. Once we get to the driver's meeting, I explain in detail practically the entire Formula D rulebook and make really nerdy references to really nerdy drift battles in events past. It was obvious I was alone in my super-infatuation with American drift drama, so I left it alone.
With only 8 competitors the qualifying went very smooth and we had our brackets made. Shortly after, with as minimal issues as we tried to have (hint: Walkie Talkies are worth the investment) we finished the event with a winner, and everyone was happy... ish. And yes, this is exactly how I'm copping out of actually going in to detail about the event, because I'm tired. Watch the damn video.
Anyways, congrats to the top 3 finishers: Taylor Hull in first, Emmett Ashe in 2nd, and Blake Floyd in 3rd. Congratulations guys! You helped prove that with the right brains behind the operation you can polish all kinds of turds!
Being the obnoxious person I am, I volunteered and set out down to the event to lend my services in the form of judging others. Its really enjoyable actually. Being able to tell people they suck without ever having to back my theory up. Haha, and they just take it. Too easy.
I get there and what do ya know, I'm late. So I go say hello to my favorite people, introduce myself to Mr. Kurtis Hall who took the obligation to run this hot mess, and we make small talk and kind of work things out as we go. Once we get to the driver's meeting, I explain in detail practically the entire Formula D rulebook and make really nerdy references to really nerdy drift battles in events past. It was obvious I was alone in my super-infatuation with American drift drama, so I left it alone.
With only 8 competitors the qualifying went very smooth and we had our brackets made. Shortly after, with as minimal issues as we tried to have (hint: Walkie Talkies are worth the investment) we finished the event with a winner, and everyone was happy... ish. And yes, this is exactly how I'm copping out of actually going in to detail about the event, because I'm tired. Watch the damn video.
Anyways, congrats to the top 3 finishers: Taylor Hull in first, Emmett Ashe in 2nd, and Blake Floyd in 3rd. Congratulations guys! You helped prove that with the right brains behind the operation you can polish all kinds of turds!
Here is the winner, Taylor Hull. Please forgive the Mustang wheels, he doesn't' know any better.
Ok, so without further ado, here is the junk pile I call a video:
