After two track driving school sessions at Watkins Glen, an event participant complained about the car feeling a bit underpowered. When he opened the hood to investigate, he found acorn leftovers and critter poop all over the engine bay. Upon further examination, it was determined that six baby squirrels had turned the car’s airbox into their home and had been smuggled from Toronto through the U.S. border.
An Emergency Squirrel Rescue Clinic was set up. The baby squirrels were air-lifted out of the airbox by their tails and will hopefully find a new home in upstate New York before the winter sets in. I just want to know why it took the owner of the car several hundred miles on the road and two track sessions to realize that there is something squirrely.
We had a hard time coming with the title for this post. What would you have used?