This is the last time Rob's cub scouts were all together. We have just had a ward realignment, which as the Professor says "in the parlance of the ward, it was a 'reduction' not an 'augmentation'". So we're down from two dozen or so cubs to about 16.
This is Will putting his solid gold car up at the gate. It turned out to be a lightweight, but everyone was gracious at this event, sharing their graphite and helping out (we'd heard legends of grumpy parents and people fighting, but nothing like it here). Another cub's dad helped Will to add weights to it while Rob supervised, and in the end it raced well. Poor Will is the scout we're having to learn on. We'll know better next year. In the meantime, his car had flash and style. The gentleman on the right is Rob's assistant cub master and secret weapon: he did everything. Rob just had to show up and yell. And now Joel has been called elsewhere and Rob has got to find a new one.
Never having participated before, I was most impressed by the setup. The track had a digital finish line which was connected to a laptop. The computer randomized the heats and ensured that each car raced once in each of the four lanes, then totaled the times and had the three top cars race another four heats. Our Derby man and his lovely assistant were the bomb. For his part, he said our scouts were some of the best behaved he'd seen (imagine that!).
As for design, it was more mellow than the cake decorating. Here's a speed racer, a stealthmobile, and a Patrick car (from the boy who won last month with the Sponge Bob cake). You really had to have a pink car to stand out in a crowd of two dozen cars.
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