We slept in ’til 9:30 a.m. this morning, a no-alarm wakening that felt both natural and very, very strange. The unrelenting push of Targa week was over.

Part of the strain we felt was self-induced. We were running neck-and-neck with a team all week, tied at zero penalty points day after day. A single second might decide the outcome, so every control on every stage lay poised to wreck our run. The longer we continued the challenge the more the tension grew.

Finally, on Friday, both teams took hard points. And by the end of the day, we’d taken a few less than the other team.  So today is a celebration day.  The gala is in a couple of hours.  Then we head home tomorrow.  We won GT, Grand Master challenge and I think the Lucas Oil Challenge.