Everyone was beat by the end of the day – the heat took alot out of everyone. I ended up sleeping in a spare bedroom at Brian’s house, after some more great stories over a beer in his gazebo. We left for the track early the next morning in his 6-liter XJS, but not before making sure his dog didn’t get nipped by this snapping turtle that was literally “making tracks” of its own across his back yard in the early morning dew!