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Weekend Warrior Project: Pinewood Derby Cars

Life lessons are passed down through generations.  Lots of these lessons are learned by how we act, respond to situations and what we do for careers and hobbies.

Growing Up

I was fortunate to have parents and grandparents who taught me hands-on skills by doing things with my brother and I as we grew up:  woodworking, vehicle maintenance, canoeing, bike riding, and an appreciation for learning new skills.  I’ve had several friends ask how I learned to construct a building or make a cabinet and the only answer I can really give is by watching my parents and grandparents.

As a boy I remember making a pinewood derby car for Cub Scouts with my grandfather.  Back then there was no internet to learn the best tricks or get design inspiration from so we made what I thought was a fast race car.  I remember adding pennies to bring it up to weight.  I also remember showing up on race day and it looked very mediocre, and in the races it performed mediocre at best.  At the time I remember being sad I didn’t win.  Looking back now a win would have been a pure miracle: this was my first time making a car in a competition where the finesse of experience is the difference between first and eighth place.  I didn’t even know basic tricks, let alone how to maximize weight placement or reduce rolling mass.

Fast Forward Thirty Years …

… and it’s my turn to help my sons make their derby cars.

This is my son’s learning experience and his car.

As much as I want to take over, plan out the fastest, coolest design and spend way too much time shaping the body, polishing the axles and perfecting the weight balance, this isn’t my job, nor is it my car.  This is not my turn to have a do-over on my mediocre childhood pinewood derby experience.  This is my son’s learning experience and his car.  It’s his creativity that we will follow.  I’m just there to teach tool usage when appropriate, operate power tools, and keep the ideas within the reality of physics, the race rules and our fabrication skills.  Though I might polish the axles, tinker with the weights and tweak the tracking to give us a fighting chance against Josiah’s dad.  After all, I still want to win.