Monday, April 19, 2010

The "Anything Goes" Pinewood Derby

The elder's quorum presidency in our ward was trying to get the less active members out to a fun activity, so after brainstorming they came up with an adult, no-rules pinewood derby. The president gave each of us a cub scout approved car but openly suggested that we simply do whatever we want. No weight limit, no size limit, mechanical propulsion allowed. The only rule was no chemical/explosive propulsion.

In the regular pinewood derby, 5 ounces is the weight limit and everyone is always trying to make their cars as heavy as possible. So, I thought, well, let's go heavy....

Yes, that is a 5 pound weight in a couple notches drilled into a pinewood derby car (Annette's idea actually). Originally I had glued the weight on, but then it rolled off the desk and broke apart. Nets whipped some gorilla tape on and a little paint and voila! We were set with "The Heavy Weight."

A week or two before the activity the word got out to the other wards and when we got there we found this. It had turned into a family affair with about 25 cars entered in the competition. There were all sorts of cars. My favorite though was the Cougarmobile.

My first race things were going well. The weight was paying off. (And yes, that is a helicopter car I'm racing against)



So far so good. But the pinewood derby wheels and nails/spokes wouldn't last long. By the second race, the wheels had already started to buckle and grind against the body of the car.



After my loss, a friend took my car and taped it onto his car that he had hollowed out and melted lead into. Our total combined weight was around 8 pounds. Unfortunately, his wheels didn't hold up much better.



The winner had a cord attached to his car and a cord retractor at the end of the track, he simply jerked his car to the finish line. There was dessert and a good time had by all.

3 comments:

Taki said...

I'm super jealous. Our ward does that every year, and I've missed it both.

Mom said...

Every man's dream. What a blast! Can you imagine how your brother Tim would relive this?

Lori said...

Mom, maybe you should suggest that Grand Valley Ward do it. I'm sure Bishop Robinaugh would go for it. This may be one of the best posts yet. I wish that I had been there to cheer!