48 SEPTEMBER 2020 scca.comFEATURE
gives the option for us to skipcalls, readily admitting thatEmergency Services isn’t foreveryone. And it’s not. Everytrip onto a hot track is intense.
Emergency Services is,however, for people like Sarah andSteven. Sarah is such a fan of thejob that she spends the second halfof Sunday with us just waiting fora call. In fact, before the weekendbegan, she’d warned me that shewas going to be on the tow truckat least once that weekend.
With a few race groups to goon a lazy Sunday, the radio jumpsto life. A car’s off and slowing.
Jordan and I grab our helmetsand head to the tow truck; I turnto find Sarah already seated.
Steven is under the E-Z Up with hisdaughter. I offer Sarah a warning:“You’re about to find out howuseless Jordan and I actuallyare,” I laugh. Then the radiosquawks again: call cancelled.
The weekend is winding
down with one race to go, so
Steven grabs me and Jordan
and teaches us how to stow the
tow truck recovery straps. In no
time at all, Tow 2 is ready for its
eventual trip to the garage.
The final race of the day isGroup 1, since Cal Club optedto run Sunday in reverse order.
With 21 starters, 12 in SRF3, it’s a
healthy group for a mid-summer
Regional. The pack had raced
well on Saturday, and once more,
we stand for the start. The green
flag flies and into Turn 1 they
rip, everyone emerging cleanly.
Back at pit-in, we begin to stow
chairs and collapse the E-Z Up.
I watch as the tight pack of SRF3sswarm Riverside, a fun 100mphsweeper – then one car kicks updirt, and all hell breaks loose.
“I watch as the tight packof SRF3s swarm…a fun100mph sweeper – thenone car kicks up dirt, andall hell breaks loose”