impact was noticeable immediately and conditions degraded as the races progressed . By the midpoint of race three , there was some improvement in upper areas , but the damage had already been done . A small portion of grass track had turned into a fifty-foot-wide quagmire akin to a scene from Blackwater highlights from days past .
A large uphill near the starting area was the site of several lap one bottlenecks as even the alternate lines turned into rutted slop . Low lying areas regressed into single lane footpeg depth ruts filled with water and ever further exposed roots . As the footpegs grew higher from the ground in later races , the ruts got deeper . Tight single track often became a slot car track . Not to belabor the conditions as there is little you can do to control nature , there is no doubt that success on this day was as much about survival as it was speed .
As is habit for the Mid-Atlantic ’ s great group of participants , everyone made the best of the hand dealt , and more than one instance of altruism was noted on the course as hands were lent to extricate fellow competitors from undesirable situations . Challenging ? Sure … but still a great way to spend your Sunday .
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