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| Through The Esses - Jim Lowe Is On A Racers Journey To Make Dreams Come True |
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Why do I now own three cars? Well, one wasn't all that bright and two makes me dumb and three confirms that I am absolutely crazy! It always seems you want to buy the latest model to stay competitive. I am in the middle of selling my 2008 car.
We wondered if Lowe had visions of being another Kevin Buckler but he soon convinced us his racing aims do not include making the sport his full time vocation.
No! I have no desire to be a large scale team. I'd rather be a small scale team with the talent and know how to run at the front. No 150 people on staff or renting out cars for us. Kevin and Greg Loles do it very well but it is a big, big deal. But racing is not what I do for a living. In fact, my one and only financial goal with racing is to be able to find sponsors and supporting partners so I can pay less to go racing!
While I wear a big grin every time I am at the race track I could never devote the time needed to stay at the track several days a week.
For 2009, economic conditions will preclude us from running more than a few races. We plan to run at New Jersey - which I consider my home track - at Watkins Glen, and back at Daytona for the Brumos 250 in July. I'd rather approach each of these races with everything we need to run well rather than have to thin out our resources and cobble together what we need at each race. We have a couple of options we are considering that might put us in a position to do more races but nothing concrete as of yet. I'd really like to go to Montreal but right now that is a tooth-fairy idea.
Lowe is a noted neurosurgeon in spine surgery. Perhaps in another life he would have been a mechanic?
I have a diploma that says I am a brain surgeon but I really don't do much brain surgery anymore as I concentrate more on spinal injuries. I spend my days in the operating room with drills and hammers and saws. I joke with the mechanics that I have a cooler tool set than they do.
Surgery is somewhat like what a car mechanic does because it is all about figuring out what is wrong and fixing it. I laugh about the fact that my knuckles get banged and bloodied just like the mechanics do. I tell people that if anyone ever found me lying by the side of the road, and they looked at my hands, they would probably think I am a mechanic because I have so many calluses and skinned knuckles. My hands do not look like the hands of a surgeon!
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