Well.. what can I say. I had to quit in the end because of the sheer amount of offs I was having.
Was a bit unlucky to get tapped by Darren on first lap when he spun which slightly bent my steering (and I mean slight) I was still able to drive a decent pace so I kept going. Mistake.
It soon became clear that my braking was badly affected, the front right locking anytime it could and I went off a few times due to locking up. It was worse when HPD's started lapping as it was impossible for me to use the brake to adjust my line once I committed to the corner.
This caused me to go off a few more times. I don't know why I didn't pit, at this point I was just in a cloud of red mist. The language issuing forth from my face-hole was something to behold
Apologies to Raimo, Who must have been laughing and swearing at me to get out of his way. I'd spin, catch him up, pass him, then lock up, go wide, catch him up again, pass .....etc
The final straw was when I caught up to Raimo (again) going into turn one when a HPD came steaming up the inside. I had two choices. Continue as I was into the corner and maybe swap paint, or tap the brakes, spin out and rage quit, windows icon, shut down, turn off monitor, turn off speakers, kitchen, cup of tea, steam for an hour
....I chose the latter
Grats to fnishers, see ya at the next one.