Purdue Grand Prix Track

 

 

 

THE EVENT

 

 

Today’s undertaking was just one of more than 2,000 trips that have taken me up, down and around the long and dusty trackchasing trail. If you would like to see where I’ve been and experience those adventures here’s the link:

 

 

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I often see two or more tracks in a single day or in a single weekend. Sometimes when that happens I will combine my observations from multiple tracks into a single Trackchaser Report. That is the case today.

 

 

 

ON THE WAY TO THE RACES

 

 

33 hours.

This trip would be a surgical strike out to Indiana and back. I will be gone from Southern California for only about 33 hours. I didn’t have a lot of time. I didn’t have a lot of money. But I was hungry to increase my lifetime track totals.

 

 

Carol had headed to Denver this weekend. She would spend time with her mother, our daughter and our granddaughter. It would be a great ladies night out for them. Rather than stay home I thought I would hit the road. You’re not surprised?

 

 

I do this so you don’t have too.

I would be taking the redeye flight from Los Angeles to Indianapolis, Indiana. Of course everyone knows that a “red-eye” flight is when you fly during the time you would normally be sleeping. The flight left Los Angeles at 10:45 p.m. I would arrive in Indy at about 5:40 a.m.

 

 

There’s a plus to a flight like that. It almost seems as if you’re not wasting any time flying cross-country. I had been able to spend my entire day in San Clemente on Friday. When I woke up on Saturday morning, almost by magic, I was in Indianapolis.

 

 

I guess this is the sweet spot for standby flying as a time of year. Spring break is over. Summer travel has yet to begin.

 

 

Power cord? Who needs a stinkin’ power cord?

I had arrived at LAX so early I could utilize the services of the private airport lounge of Alaska Airlines… the Board Room. It was at this point that I remembered I had forgotten to bring along the power cord for my Apple MacBook Pro. I have just one power cord. You all know I live on a strict budget. That power cord was right where I left it….in my home office.

 

 

This would only be minorly problematic. I would be gone for such a short time. The first leg of my flight would be overnight when I was supposed to be sleeping. Not having a laptop wasn’t that big of a deal. This comes from a person who spends a LOT of time on their laptop.

 

 

During this trip I’ll try to save my battery life, which should be about eight hours worth, for the four-hour ride back to Los Angeles. By the way I don’t turn my laptop off for months at a time! I will use the computer to watch a movie on the plane ride home.

 

 

Not exactly the same as our king-sized Tempurpedic mattress back home.

My flight had more than 80 seats open. That meant I had an entire row of three seats to myself. I could try to lie down and catch some shut-eye overnight. However at 6’3″ three open seats doesn’t quite cut it. Maybe if I was 5’6” it could work but it was just too tight to get any meaningful sleep.

 

 

Mother’s Day is coming.

The flight attendants were super nice. I spent some time in the back of the plane talking to them as I often do. I mentioned that Carol likes the airline’s cookies. They ended up giving me an entire case to take home as a surprise Mother’s Day gift for Trackchasing’s First Mother.  I’m always telling Carol she isn’t really all that fat so I now she will enjoy the cookies.

 

 

How can I share this information here in advance of Mother’s Day. Carol doesn’t read these reports. She says she “lives it” and doesn’t have to read about it.

 

 

I grabbed my rental car…er’ my hotel room and drove away.

When I landed in Indianapolis I immediately grabbed my rental car. I would have it for just 24 hours. I would be driving it for only about 250 miles. I decided to get a big Nissan Murano SUV. I was going to sacrifice a little fuel mileage with this car. However, that SUV was also going to be my hotel on Saturday night.

 

 

Paranoid…or just good thinking?

This rental car had an Illinois license plate and, of course, I was picking it up in Indiana. I remember my brother-in-law once waiting 20 minutes until the rental car company could give him a car with in-state license plates. He thought he was much more likely to be stopped by the police driving a car with an out of state plate. Was that paranoid behavior? O.K., let’s not be family politically correct. That was VERY paranoid behavior. Thinking like that with a rental car was one thing. However, when you think about THAT type of thinking spilling over into other parts of one’s life….oh my!

 

 

How about breakfast?

I needed to be up in Lafayette, Indiana by 9 a.m. Lafayette was just an hour away so I had plenty of time to make it. I quickly consulted Yelp! for a breakfast restaurant. The four-star recommendation I chose ended up being Mother’s Table Family Restaurant in Indianapolis. Somewhat surprisingly I was the only customer in there during the entire time I had breakfast. It was OK but probably not worthy of a four-star Yelp! rating. Nevertheless, I endorse Yelp! one hundred percent.

 

 

Pit stops are required.

From there I made the 60-mile drive up to Lafayette. I did have to stop in a McDonald’s parking lot for a 20-minute nap along the way. I hadn’t really gotten any sleep last night on the plane. It was starting to catch up with me.

 

 

This was going to be a most unusual track.

I’ve seen racing at more than 2,200 racetracks. It does seem like every one of them has something that’s unusual. Yes, something that I’ve never encountered before. The Purdue Grand Prix Track today did as well.

 

 

I could never recall seeing a race on a college campus. However that would change today. I would be seeing a permanent racetrack located on the campus of Purdue University in Lafayette, Indiana.

 

 

I didn’t know exactly where the track was on the Purdue campus. Initially I drove through the heart of the campus itself. I didn’t see any signs of a racetrack.

 

 

Welcome to the “Breakfast Club”.

However, I did see huge crowds of Purdue students, many dressed in costumes. Remember, this was 10 a.m. on a Saturday morning. Normally, not too many college kids are “rolling” on a Saturday morning.

 

 

 

 

 

THE RACING

 

 

Purdue Grand Prix Track – Lafayette, Indiana

 

 

The first event of today’s race activity?

It turns out an EARLY MORNING DRINKING TRADITION at Purdue University is called the “Breakfast Club”. The breakfast club takes place early on Saturday mornings before home football games and before the Purdue Grand Prix.

 

 

The website that explains this says, Students and alumni in costumes gather at bars near campus early Saturday morning on home football game day and get drunk. They provide interesting “facts” about the tradition.

 

 

• Many people are already drunk even before they get into the bars.
• There are less fights nowadays compared to previous years.
• Breakfast Club is getting tamer over time.
• Breakfast Club was once held in San Diego by some Purdue Alumni club members.
• Begins around 5-6 AM and ends around 10 AM. 
• People go to tailgate after. 
• Some bars have Breakfast Club special menus

 

 

The 59^th running.

I was here, along with the Breakfast Club members, to watch the 59th running of the Purdue Grand Prix. Wikipedia had some interesting information about this event.

 

 

 

“The Purdue Grand Prix is a go-kart race that has been held annually on Purdue University’s West Lafayette, Indiana campus since 1958. A primary function of the event is to raise money for scholarships for Purdue students under the aegis of the Purdue Grand Prix Foundation and its motto, “Students Helping Students.”

 

 

Student organizations, including residence halls, co-op houses, and Greek organizations, build and race go-karts on a purpose-built racecourse located on the Purdue University campus.

 

 

Qualifications are held, weather permitting, on a single day a week before race day. The karts are divided into groups of four and are allowed 7 minutes on the track. Each kart’s fastest lap is recorded as its qualifying time. The top 27 times are placed in the starting field from fastest to slowest. The remaining six positions are determined by 25-lap sprint races held prior to the main Grand Prix race. The top two finishers from each sprint race comprise the rest of the 33-kart starting grid.

 

 

Though the race is held on a Saturday, associated festivities begin the weekend before resulting an entire week of parties and other events, both sanctioned and unsanctioned. A newer tradition which precedes the race itself is the Breakfast Club. Early on the morning of the race, local bars re-open to hordes of costume-clad students and alumni. Screwdrivers and other alcoholic drinks are served to patrons dressed in a variety of costumes, the more outrageous or inventive the better. Grand Prix is also a large event for alumni who often return to campus for the weekend.”

 

 

I didn’t want to miss the chance to visit the pit area.

I had checked out the day’s racing itinerary in advance. I knew that if I showed up between 8:30 am. and 9:30 a.m. I could take a tour of the pit area for free. This would give me a good chance to get pictures of all of the racers up close.

 

 

But what about my nap?

I figured that after I toured the pit area I could go to my car and sleep for a while until the first 25-lap qualifying main event ran at 11:30 a.m. I was really looking forward to that nap after flying all night on a plane.

 

 

However, there was something else that was unusual about today’s race venue. Normally it would be a short walk from wherever I parked to the grandstand. However today they were using a shuttle bus system. That meant I had to park over by the Purdue University football stadium. To get to the track and back I needed to take a shuttle bus a distance of about 2 miles.

 

 

In order to check out the pit area I would first have to park. Then I would ride the shuttle bus 5-10 minutes to the track. After I toured the pit area it was back on the shuttle bus to the parking lot. There I could sleep for a bit more than an hour in the back of my Nissan Murano. Folks, without much padding that’s not all that comfortable. Every minute I wasted riding the shuttle bus was a minute I couldn’t nap.

 

 

Caged karts aka champ karts.

Today’s race machines were all what I would classify as champ karts. Champ karts are essentially flat karts with roll cages for safety. All of the drivers were college students. Most of them came from Purdue but there were a few other colleges represented.

 

 

Somewhat incredibly this event has been going on for 59 years. Its location has changed just one time. The track they race on now is a permanent venue that is used only one time a year for competitive racing. I was able to use Purdue University professor Danny White as a great source of information. I first became aware of the track a couple of years ago with fellow trackchasing competitor Guy Smith attended the show.

 

 

Karts on a road course.

The course itself is a winding road course on a perfectly flat terrain. I’m going to guess the track’s distance is about three quarters of a mile but that’s only a guess. I saw one source that indicated it was about a quarter mile long. Lap times were in the 25-second range with an average speed of about 38 M.P.H. I did use a time and speed calculator to figure the track’s distance. With the above information it says the track was 0.26 miles long. It seemed longer to me! Those speeds are actually fairly quick when the number of turns in the track is considered.

 

 

The race procedure.

Last weekend 27 of what would be the 33 qualifiers for the main event had time trialed their way into the race. Today there would be three 25-lap qualifying features. The top two racers out of each of those events would transfer into the main event for a field of 33 starters.

 

 

Two options. Which to go with?

I had two options for my trackchasing double today. First I could watch the three 25-lappers and the 160-lap feature. After that I could visit a new track in northern Indiana. However despite repeated phone calls to both the track office and the main office no one at the northern Indiana track ever returned my call. How could that be the case on the day of their big event? No, I often can’t explain the behavior of some short track operations.

 

 

My second trackchasing double option was my original choice. This involved seeing the three 25-lap qualifiers for the first track of the day. Then I would head on down to southwestern Indiana for a dirt off-road UTV race. That is what I would end up doing.

 

 

I had a good view of the action.

At the Grand Prix I grabbed a top row grandstand seat. There I quickly met two fans who were Purdue graduates. They attended the University about thirty years ago. These guys were returning to follow their fraternities sponsored racing machine today. Both were nice guys and we enjoyed each other’s company. They were impressed with my trackchasing effort. I enjoyed all of their local knowledge and perspective.

 

 

The three races I saw each started 7-9 racers. There wasn’t much passing as the track was somewhat narrow. The cars seemed evenly matched. I probably would have enjoyed seeing 33 starters for the main event. However I was at the track today from 9 a.m. until 1 p.m. That seemed like a fairly strong time commitment for an event like this.

 

 

Not quite as big as I expected?

I must tell you this. I’m not sure I knew what to expect from this track. The event itself did not seem as “big time” as my sources had seemed to indicate. Maybe that was like having someone tell you had great a movie might be. Then by the time you see it yourself the “hype” doesn’t live up to expectations. I enjoyed it but the crowd wasn’t as big as I expected. The racing wasn’t quite as top notch as I was thinking it might be. However, I did not see the main event. Maybe some day I will have the option to return.

 

 

This was a big surprise….a very fun surprise.

As I was driving along a very rural two-lane road from Lafayette to Rosedale, Indiana I came across a treasured spot. I guess it might be considered to have something in common with an Indian burial ground. What was it? Jungle Park!

 

 

Jungle Park!

What the heck is Jungle Park? Jungle Park was once known as one of the most famous racetracks in the United States. It was founded in 1926.

 

 

The track was a ½-mile oval with asphalt straights and gravel in the turns. Sprint cars raced there. The track opened in 1926, closed for World War II and operated through 1955. In 1955 there was an accident that killed a spectator. The track closed. It re-opened in 1960 before closing for good after that season. Many drivers were killed at this track when safety measures for cars that raced at Jungle Park barely existed.

 

 

The track was one of the first to have lights. Covered wooden grandstands ran the length of the front straight. Today just one section of those stands remains. The above photo shows was used to be turn four.  Don’t miss the photos of my visit. I really should take more time to seek out the famous old tracks. There are people who have that as a hobby.

 

 

 

This hobby is always interesting.

I have now seen racing at 2,207 different racetracks. Today was a first for seeing a race on a college campus. I also can’t ever remember seeing champ karts race on a road course. I don’t think I’ve seen a race where every driver was a college student. Stuff like this keep my trackchasing hobby interesting.

 

 

 

Hogback – Rosedale, Indiana

 

 

Indiana is a rural state.

Following this morning’s racing I would head Southwest through rural Indiana to Rosedale, Indiana. I would be going to the “Hogback Challenge”. For lack of a better alternative I would label this track simply, “Hogback”. This drive reminded me that Indiana is a very rural state.

 

 

The afternoon was reserved for the UTVs.

I was returning to a Midwest Cross Country series race where motorcycles, quads and UTVs are the featured attractions. Of course UTVs are the only countable machines for trackchasing counting purposes.

 

 

Today’s UTV racing was to begin at 4 p.m. They would have a one-hour race. I arrived early at 2:30 p.m. Earlier in the day the motorcycles and quads had taken to the 3.6-mile very off-road dirt course. Little did I know that I would be at this event for more than four hours.

 

 

Was this going to be a winning idea?

This area had received a lot of rain possibly as recently as yesterday. I wound my way over a rural mostly one-lane road after paying my $15 entry fee. Soon I encountered a pick up truck coming in the opposite direction. With the road being so narrow we had to inch our way past each other.

 

 

Just as we passed the driver of the pick up truck lowered his window. He looked at my Nissan Murano and he looked at me. Then he told me there was very little chance I could make it through the floodwaters that lay had. That wasn’t very encouraging news. I asked him how I was going to get over to the racetrack if I couldn’t drive through this problem area. He said, “Do you have your wading boots”.

 

 

The prospect of wading through a couple of feet of water or more for a distance of 30 yards without my rental car did not seem appealing. However getting my car stuck in the middle of such a flooded stream didn’t sound too attractive either. What was I going to do?

 

 

Follow that old lady.

It was about this time that an old lady drove past me in a minivan. She went slightly out of sight as she tried to navigate the flood stream. I figured if she made it that would be a signal for me to at least try.

 

 

By the way when I say she was a “old lady” in point of fact she was probably younger than me. However lots of people younger than me look old to me. To me I still look 35 years old. That may not be the thinking of others when they see me. That’s on them!

 

 

By gosh…she made it!

The lady in the minivan made it through the waters. What do I have to lose? O.K., I had a lot to lose. Nevertheless, I temporarily forgot I was driving on a rental car contract that did not carry insurance today. It’s probably good that I didn’t remember that little detail. I made it through the flood stream without too much trouble.

 

 

There were quite a few cars parked on the civilian side of the stream. If those people had to walk through the stream they would have a very long walk over to where the racing was located. I drove to the paddock. I still ended up walking four and one-half miles for the day.

 

 

Fishing out motorcycles.

The motorcycle race immediately preceded the UTV action. Apparently a large number of racing motorcycles became disabled during their run around the course. It was going to take the organization a long time to “fish them out” I was being told. This delayed the start of the race from 4 p.m. until 5:30 p.m.

 

 

If…

If the race had started on time at 4 o’clock I was planning on trying to catch racing at the Indianapolis Speedrome later in the evening. I hadn’t been to the Speedrome, a very famous permanent figure 8 track, since 1994. I was looking forward to that visit.

 

 

However with a 5:30 p.m. starting time there was no way I could make the 1 ½ hour drive in time to see much of the Speedrome racing. I just settled in here, checked out the paddock area and waited for the race to start. By the way, special thanks to Erica who always keeps me informed about what’s happening with the Midwest Cross Country Racing series.

 

 

Lots of UTV drivers.

When the green flag did drop on three different classes of UTVs a total of about 25 competitors pressed on their accelerators. Track #2,208 was in the books. I was happy about that for one big reason. I always get a little queasy about the start of just about any UTV race. Recall that trackchasing rules require all competitors in an individual class to start the race at the same time. That’s what “wheel to wheel” racing is all about.

 

 

Large fields of racers are not always a good thing.

This was the largest field I’ve seen in my four visits to see this sanctioning body race. A large field was not necessarily a good thing. Today the largest class, the pros, started 11-12 competitors. That was just about as many as you could put across one row and have them all start the same time.

 

 

Let’s just say….

Let’s say that 25 competitors had shown up in the pro division. There would be no way that one row could accommodate 25 racers. If that happened they might divide them into two groups of thirteen and twelve. One group would go off in row one. Then 30 seconds later or so the second group would leave the starting line. The winner of an event like this would be the driver with the lowest elapsed time and not necessarily the first driver to cross the finish line. That doesn’t count as a “track” in trackchasing.

 

 

That’s right. Randy Rules!

The novice or rookie trackchaser may not understand the background on why all UTVs must start the race at the same time. It’s a “Randy rule”. Want to know more about “Randy rules”? Simply do a search for that phrase on my website at www.randylewis.org.

You’ll get all the information you would ever want to know about it.

 

 

The primary spectating activity at one of these events is watching the start. Today’s race would last for one hour. Much of the race was back in the woods where spectators would have a hard time getting to.

 

 

The flat non-wooded portion of this track was essentially a cornfield that hadn’t been planted so far this year. I followed several spectators after the start across this huge field. That’s how I ended up walking 4 ½ miles! We were headed to some points where the racers were leaving the woods to come back into the cornfield area and then also returning to the woods.

 

 

Great places to see some unusual racing.

These were some of the more interesting vantage points I had ever seen with UTV racing. There was one section where they drove straight up a muddy hill for probably 150 feet. This area was one lane wide and nearly straight up. That was exciting.

 

 

Another part of the track had the drivers driving straight DOWN a very muddy rutted route for more than 100 feet. At the bottom they encountered a quicksand type of mud. A large group of spectators had found this exciting location. The mud was flying in all directions like you might see at a mud bog. I must say this area was not the safest place in all of America to watching racing.

 

 

Poorly prepared.

Often I am not well prepared from a footwear or clothing point of view when I come to these races. My strategy is clear. I never want to pack too much. I figure I can just use what gets me to and from the trip for the small amount of time I’m at the track.

 

 

Sometimes I don’t have enough clothes for the cold temperatures. Today I didn’t really have the shoes, black and red Nike athletic footwear, for the very muddy and damp conditions. Nevertheless I soldiered through and my shoes seemed to make it in good shape. However, it was very wet and muddy. I don’t think Nike built their shoes for those conditions.

 

 

For much of this “off-road” viewing activity I was facing in the sun. That diminished the quality of both my videos and photos to some degree. Nevertheless if you look closely I think you’ll get a good understanding of the type of racing activity I was seeing. This might have been my most fun time watching off-road UTVs.

 

 

 

 

 

AFTER THE RACES

 

 

Oh no! I have to cross that stream again?

At about 6:30 p.m. it was time to leave the Hogback Challenge. What did that mean? It meant I would also have to traverse the flood stream in the reverse direction. However pick up trucks with large campers were making it and I did too. Nevertheless, my vehicle got muddy. Later in the evening I would have to get a car wash or risk incurring an extra cleaning charge for my day’s worth of trackchasing activity.

 

 

Back to civilization.

I was back in the general Indianapolis area by about 8 p.m. My flight wasn’t leaving for another 11 hours at 6:50 a.m. on Sunday morning. It was now too late to go to the Indianapolis Speedrome to see much of their racing. What was evening plan going to be?

 

 

Culver’s!

I needed dinner. Tonight I would make my first 2016 stop at one of my favorite casual dining restaurants anywhere in the country. I’m talking about Culver’s. There I went with the triple Swiss and mushroom burger without a bun. This is part of my current low-carb life. Would I have loved an ice cream treat from this place? Of course I would! Nevertheless, Culver’s did not disappoint. The food and drink were great. Their diet root beer tasted just like what we used to get from our local A&W Root Beer drive-in location. Back then a small root beer mug sold for a nickel and a large one for a dime. I told you I carried some lifetime seniority. Tonight I received a $.38 senior discount too!

 

 

So what to do with my evening?

I wasn’t planning on renting a hotel tonight. I had to be at the airport by about 5:30 a.m. I didn’t want to get a hotel and have to get up at 4:30 a.m. Eastern time which just yesterday amounted to 1:30 a.m. Pacific time for me.

 

 

I had discussed the situation when I got my National rental car this morning, Saturday at 6:30 a.m. The gate agent told me that I could simply drive my car back to the rental car location in the airport, after 1 a.m., and sleep for a couple of hours.   No one would bother me until 6 a.m. That was my plan.

 

 

It was 8:30 p.m. now. What could I do for the next few hours? I came up with a pretty creative idea. I would go to an outdoor drive-in movie. When was the last time you did that?

 

 

A little searching on my iPhone quickly found a nearby drive-in movie location. There aren’t that many around anymore. Of course, you knew that. Soon my iPhone Waze GPS system was directing me to the Tibbs Drive-In movie theatre on the southwest side of town. My timing was perfect. The first movie was scheduled to begin at 8:45 p.m. I would be just in time.

 

 

I guess lots of other folks had this good idea too.

However, it seemed like everyone else had the same idea I had about going to a drive-in movie and arriving at the last minute. I pulled into the back of a line of easily 50 cars or more. We all edged forward slowly and bought our tickets. This was a giant four-screen drive-in movie operation. For 10 bucks I got to see a double feature.

 

 

I ended up seeing “Barbershop: The Next Cut” and “Meet the Blacks”. The barbershop movie was the most entertaining but they both fit the bill. I left the drive-in movie at 1 a.m. If you haven’t been to a drive-in movie lately what are you waiting for. These are dinosaurs and they won’t be around forever.

 

 

I don’t normally wash my rental cars.

On the way back to the airport I quickly gassed up at a convenient 7-Eleven service area just outside the Indianapolis airport. For seven bucks I also got a car wash. The car needed that! Then I drove over to the airport. I slept in the rental car garage from 1 a.m. until about 4:30 a.m.

 

 

The Indianapolis International Airport is brand-new. It’s only been open a few years probably less than five. It’s one of the most beautiful airports on the interior of any I’ve seen in the country.

 

 

Before my 6:50 a.m. flight I would have time to visit one of my favorites airport restaurants the Qdoba Mexican Grill. There I grabbed some scrambled eggs, queso and chorizo for a fine fast food Mexican breakfast that suited my Southern California pallet.

 

 

A couple of minutes later I hopped on a four-hour flight from Indianapolis back to Los Angeles. This weekend I didn’t have my normal airport parking sponsorships. I had given those benefits to wife Carol as she made a longer parking visit on here way to Denver. Nevertheless a search on the Internet got my parking at a 40% discount from normal rates.

 

 

Zzzzzzzzzzzz.

I had planned on watching a movie on my laptop during the long plane ride home. However, after not getting much sleep on the plane the first night and sleeping for a couple of hours in my car on the second night of this trip I slept on this plane ride. I woke up just 40 minutes before we landed back in Los Angeles.

 

 

When I landed I went to the Alaska Airlines Board Room airport lounge just to decompress. I relaxed there for more than an hour. A little while later I was back at our modest seaside cottage in San Clemente. It had been a busy 33-hour excursion from SoCal.

 

 

I never take stuff for granted.

You should know this. I never take for granted or forget how lucky I am to have the travel capabilities that I do. I’m very thankful and appreciative of those benefits and happy that I have the physical, mental and financial capabilities to take full advantage of them. Thanks for following my trackchasing adventures.

 

 

Good morning.

 

 

 

 

Indiana

 

 

The Hoosier state

This morning and afternoon I saw my 91^st and 92nd lifetime tracks in the Hoosier state, yes the Hoosier state. Indiana is a prime candidate for being my next “100-track” state. So far I have seen racing at more than 100 tracks in California, Michigan, Iowa and Illinois.

 

 

 

Thanks for reading about my trackchasing,

 

Randy Lewis

World’s #1 Trackchaser

Peoria Old Timers Racing Club (P.O.R.C.) Hall of Fame Member

Indiana sayings: Tenderloin: To some people, a tenderloin is a cut of beef. In Indiana, it is a delicious piece of pork that has been breaded, deep fried, and served on bread. To some Hoosiers, tenderloin is just code word for “let’s go to Mug ‘N’ Bun.”

 

 

 

 

QUICK FACTS

 

 

 

TRACK ADMISSION PRICES:

Purdue Grand Prix Track – $10

Hogback – $15

 

 

Total racetrack admissions for the trip – $25

 

 

 

LIFETIME TRACKCHASER COMPARISONS 

The three most important trackchasing comparisons to me are:

 

Total lifetime tracks seen

Total “trackchasing countries” seen

Lifetime National Geographic Diversity results

 

 

Total Lifetime Tracks

There are no trackchasers currently within 525 tracks of my lifetime total. Don’t blame me.

 

1. Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California – 2,208

 

 

Total Trackchasing Countries

There are no trackchasers currently within 10 countries of my lifetime total.

 

1. Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California – 70

 

 

 

Current lifetime National Geographic Diversity results

 

1. Randy Lewis, San Clemente, California – 4.47

 

 

 

That’s all folks! Official end of the RLR – Randy Lewis Racing Trackchaser Report

 

 

Click on the link below to see the “Video Plus” production from the racing action today.

 

 

Purdue Grand Prix – The 59th running

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Hogback Challenge

 

 

 

 

 

Click on the link below for a photo album from today’s trackchasing day.  You can view the album slide by slide or click on the “slide show” icon for a self-guided tour of today’s trackchasing adventure.

 

The photo album from the Purdue Grand Prix

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Hogback Challenge….really off-road!