I just finished spending nearly two solid hours doing hot laps on the road course at Buttonwillow Raceway Park near Bakersfield, California and the adrenalin is still coursing through my veins. Good thing, too. I think the adrenalin is mitigating the motion sickness I was beginning to feel after the last dozen laps without a stop. Who ever said racing is not a physically demanding pursuit hasn’t done any, I’m sure.
Before hot lapping at Buttonwillow we spent the morning running up Granite Road into the mountains just east of Bakersfield – a nice twisty country lane through the oil fields, then the pasture lands and finally into a scrappy forest where a mangy, three-legged coyote watched patiently as we passed hoping for some road kill – a free meal, that is. We’ve spent a good long day in the fun little Cobalt SS
