It’s the same color as crack cocaine. And that is fine, because this addiction is good for you — but it is an addiction you cain’t quit.
Nearly two years ago, Facebook linked a single ad to my page that changed my life. Off to the right was a link to a page called “Rally Texas.” I found that a rally cross was firing up for its debut race, and the course was 20 minutes from my house. At the time, my 1996 Formula had been hit twice in what were basically parking lot accidents, but three-quarters of the car was about to get repainted on someone else’s dime. I thought, “what the hell, why not?” I shot a simple email to Brianne Corn to check out the track, got my first hit of rally-crack, and here we are two years later.
What is “Whitey?” What isn’t it? It started life as a benign 1993 Subaru Impreza with a wheezy 1.8 and front-wheel drive. Yes. In the summer of ’09, Brianne converted the little car from FWD to AWD, bolted on a hitch, and trailered her Honda XR600R straight up to the Pike’s Peak International Hill Climb for her first race on the mountain.