Arriving at a track in the dead of night, does not bode well for a successful outing, as there's no night mod for 1966, nor even for GT's yet.
My black screen was a mystery, and I was forced to pull the plug on my new land line, and eventually, to re-fire the system. I'd guess, that wonderful Windows decided to throw a wrench, while doing some Spring cleaning, or something. So there was much grumbling hereabouts, before the specified light of day was sorted.
With precious little time to acclimatize to the traffic, my well tuned Ferrari was now mediocre, at best! Track conditions had changed, and I'd only time to cobble together a quick fix, for a position towards the rear of the grid.
The start of the race saw the track ahead open up, through the misfortunes of war. I'd just latched onto Goran's tale in 5th, when the first nervous twitch on an unrefined setup, threw me into the hay bales clutches, in a rather unrefined fashion!
Conformation here, for any doubters, that a car can sometimes behave differently once on-line. In these 66ers, we often lack a practice Server until shortly before a race, and in this case, I was unable to contest with Hristo for this reason . . . amongst others.
