13th Falcon GT Nationals 2009 – Adelaide
The 2009 Falcon GT Nationals rapidly approached
us again and I was excited about this event.
Most of the gang missed out on the last one
in Perth so I knew that the boys were also
psyched. So most of them prepared for the
event in various ways. Some went down to Detroit’s
and spoke to Nick and Adam for paint and detailing,
others sourced genuine bits and pieces to
take their car up to an even better standard
and others like Adam just went with the flow
and wanted to be part of the atmosphere and
a chance to thrash the cob webs out of his
Nick Zoggy organised a car carried that was
able to transport 6 cars to and from Adelaide
and plane tickets for all the boys. At midday
on the Thursday the boys met the car carrier
and loaded their vehicles. Once this was done
they grabbed a taxi to the domestic airport
where I met up with them.
Nick and Adam from Detroit, Peter (Mr Red
Pepper), Jim, Zoggy and Billy “The Big Unit”
arrived at the airport with plenty of time
to spare. The Unit was hungry so he waltzed
down to Macca’s for a feed. We jumped on the
Virgin flight and after a short plane ride
we arrived at our destination.
At 6.30pm Zoggy got on to the car carrier
dude who advised him that he had just left
Sydney. Nick, Adam and I checked into our
hotel room where I noticed at some point the
front door had been kicked in and the crack
around the door handle had been patched up
with sticky tape. Nonetheless we met the other
lads who were staying at the hotel across
the road and headed down to Glenelg for a
We grabbed a quick bite to eat and we headed
over to the bar at the Stamford Grand. The
Big Unit and I started to poor down the scotch
and cokes to loosen up. Peter decided to play
the slots and was lucky to pull out a couple
of hundred. At approx midnight we strolled
back to our hotel room.
At this point I started to inspect the hotel
facilities and quickly came to conclusion
of what a gem this place really was. We happened
to be next to the air condition service rooms
and every 30 minutes the generators would
kick in. The toilet was leaking constantly
and with Adam snoring like a man possessed
I was lucky to get 15 minutes sleep.
We woke up in the morning and I walked in
the bathroom. I closed the door and noticed
a puff of dust and the left over pubic hair
behind the door. I managed to compose myself
and get ready in record time.
We met up with the other boys and head over
to Glenelg for breakfast. Zoggy called to
car carrier dude who said that he pulled an
all nighter and estimated to arrive at 10am.
This meant that the entire trip down took
14 hours. Not a bad effort we thought.
We met the car carrier and the boys unloaded
their cars. We drove straight down to scrutineering
and then parked the cars back in the hotel
room. An array of characters were waiting
outside the hotel room drinking piss and starting
to get into the spirit of things.
We decided to go down to Glenelg and smash
down a few kababs. Then off to the Stanford
Grand for a few quite drinks. We arrived back
to the hotel at midnight where the outside
of the hotel was like a new years eve party.
I was on no sleep and was eager to make up.
Once we got in the hotel the shenanigans started.
Toilet leaking, Adam snoring, air condition
motors spinning up and down and the hooligans
screaming and cheering meant that I was lucky
to get a couple of hours of rest.
We woke up on Saturday morning and got the
cars ready. The sun was shining with what
turned out to be a perfect autumn day. We
headed down to Elder park for the show and
shine. The cars on display were waxed and
polished to perfection with an abundant selection
ready for inspection. I personally noticed
that the standards compared to the last nationals
that I attended had definitely been lifted.
Nick and I inspected all the cars on display
and it was hard to choose a favourite. I ran
into Tom who said he had a very interesting
night. Apparently he and his room mate were
accused of partying a little too hard and
were subsequently kicked out of their hotel.
At approx 4pm the cars stated to leave so
we jumped in Nick’s XA and headed back to
the hotel. We moved through the eager crowed
out the front who were gesturing for some
tyre frying action, however as responsible
adults we declined. We met up the boys for
a feed and then headed to the bar at the Stamford
Since I knew that I was going find it hard
to sleep once again I decide that I was going
to drink plenty and hope that I would collapse
in bed to a point where nothing was going
to keep me up. The Big Unit and I started
slamming down the scotch and cokes and Tom
shouted a few rounds of various shots to mix
things up a little. At around 3am I felt a
little worse of wear and I decided to pack
it up. From Glenelg I stumbled to my hotel
and Adam and Nick were nowhere to be seen.
I jumped in bed and slept. At least till 5
or so am when Adam got back and his snoring
woke me up. I woke up and headed off to get
some breakfast. Here i bumped into Garrett
and his family who were having a ball at this
The race activities proceed on the Sunday
where the Ford hit the raceway for a few laps.
In the afternoon the boys loaded their cars
in the car carrier and we headed over to Peter
Red Peppers hotel. The boys had a few drinks
and spun some stories of the good ol days.
Adam decide to catch an earlier flight so
I was going to get some quality kip. At around
1am we decided to call it a night and went
At 7am we woke up, jumped in a taxi and headed
to the airport. We boarded our flight for
the trip home. All in all this was a fantastic
event and the boys had a blast.
Enjoy the pics… They come complements of “Billy
The Big Unit…”