Started off right, bringing home trophies with this car. Much better than the previous owner, who was known as a rolling chicane.
The middle trophy was for second place at Westwood, the very first time I ran there. I fought a soft brake pedal all weekend too. Coming down the backstretch into the hairpin was scary as hell. I'd start tapping the brake pedal with my left foot long before the braking zone, then at the right moment, grab all I could. The pedal would sink as I downshifted, and as it hit the floor I got off the brake, turned in and squeezed the throttle, using a little throttle to rotate the car around the turn. As is hooked up it squirted back uphill towards the esses. We bled the brakes after every track session, but I still hadn't dialed in the cooling ducts.
By the end of my first season I had it figured out, and now the car can run all weekend without needing to bleed the system.