Post by ½ A Gram on May 2, 2008 1:15:53 GMT -5
Shaved er down to a 9:07.338, but no better.
After one HELL of a long hiatus, Predator Motorsports has been restarted. The garage, coated by a layer of dust,was opened for the first time in over 6 months this past week. The lights flickered, the doors squeeked, and the chairs in the coffee room groaned.
But there was electricity in the atmosphere on this day.
On this day,everything would start again. And it would start, with a 125PS Rear Engined French car.
The driver's first exclamation was "well, this is perhaps one of the only cars I've yet driven where I'd rather see the inside instead of the outside...good God this is an eyesore"
With that rather blunt remark, he slid into the car, having not lost the technique of getting into even the most oddly shaped and proportioned vehicles, and rolled out.
After light testing on the skid pad at the garage, the car was shipped to Nürburg, with the driver taking a plane.
The car was well received, being the odd one out at the queue,with 911's and Ferrari's being the norm. Finally getting onto the track, the driver gave us his thoughts as he entered the T13 section, for the beginning of the lap.
"The car feels planted, but isn't. It's hard to describe. Where a 911 is always willing to devour you, this is misleading, because you're never going all that fast, in comparison. It lulls you into that false sense of security. And..whoOOA...whoooa...whup...there we are..almost lost it there...this will take some getting used to"
Running a slow but clean line through the T13 section, and through Flugplatz, it looked as though things were on the up. The driver certainly hadn't forgotten his minds eye blueprint of the Ring.
"You know, despite...stay back there motor...the fact that I've not been on the Ring for a rather long time...braaaaaake brake brake brake brake you bastard... I still remember it. now If only i could go as fast as before...."
With the back end being rather predictable through the first bits, he decided to turn it up a bit.
"Alrighty...lets see what this old french maiden can do between Fluggy and Arnie."
Putting the gas to the floor and getting to all of perhaps 100 mph or so, he went into Aremburg.
"shiiiit shit shit...oooooh myyyyy" Putting a wheel into the grass, he spent the braking distance to aremburg correcting the rear end, and trying to brake in a straight line. finally getting into aremburg at a slower pace than "the worst honda" as he put it, he came out slurring perhaps the longest line of cursing we have ever heard into one long breath. We won't quote it here, but suffice to say, the average priest would have keeled over at the sound of it.
"this car, is perhaps on of the worst, and one of the best RR's I've yet driven. It is unstable as HELL during any corner, but is predictable in it's instability. Give me another lap, and I'd be having alot of fun in this"
And so we did. in fact, we gave him as many as he was willing to use. The car could only handle 2 at a time, but by the middle of the second lap, he was certainly liking the car.
"with more power, some suspension work, and some downforce, this thing would rock. seriously. I just...one second....there...I just love this car. Fantastic way to wind down a long hard day of driving shit i hate, would be to drive this. it's like a Porsche, without the overhanging value of one. If i mess up the body panels or something on this, I won't care as much as i would on a 911, and the repair bill won't be as high. It's hardly sex on wheels, but it is alot of fun"
whipping the car all over the place on his last lap, after shaving nearly 23 seconds off his original lap, his only comment was "Needs more power. Honestly. 50-75 more horsies in this bad boy would be just absolutely stellar. 200 PS even would blow the panties off any woman within 40 km of this epicentre. and, as a bonus, it's so ugly, they'd see it coming, but never expect it.
Final lap: 9:07.338
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Absolutely one of the WORST write ups I've ever done for the Ring Diary, but it got the creative juices flowin. And, as before, is keeping me playing GT4. Now, what's the next WR/BR?
After one HELL of a long hiatus, Predator Motorsports has been restarted. The garage, coated by a layer of dust,was opened for the first time in over 6 months this past week. The lights flickered, the doors squeeked, and the chairs in the coffee room groaned.
But there was electricity in the atmosphere on this day.
On this day,everything would start again. And it would start, with a 125PS Rear Engined French car.
The driver's first exclamation was "well, this is perhaps one of the only cars I've yet driven where I'd rather see the inside instead of the outside...good God this is an eyesore"
With that rather blunt remark, he slid into the car, having not lost the technique of getting into even the most oddly shaped and proportioned vehicles, and rolled out.
After light testing on the skid pad at the garage, the car was shipped to Nürburg, with the driver taking a plane.
The car was well received, being the odd one out at the queue,with 911's and Ferrari's being the norm. Finally getting onto the track, the driver gave us his thoughts as he entered the T13 section, for the beginning of the lap.
"The car feels planted, but isn't. It's hard to describe. Where a 911 is always willing to devour you, this is misleading, because you're never going all that fast, in comparison. It lulls you into that false sense of security. And..whoOOA...whoooa...whup...there we are..almost lost it there...this will take some getting used to"
Running a slow but clean line through the T13 section, and through Flugplatz, it looked as though things were on the up. The driver certainly hadn't forgotten his minds eye blueprint of the Ring.
"You know, despite...stay back there motor...the fact that I've not been on the Ring for a rather long time...braaaaaake brake brake brake brake you bastard... I still remember it. now If only i could go as fast as before...."
With the back end being rather predictable through the first bits, he decided to turn it up a bit.
"Alrighty...lets see what this old french maiden can do between Fluggy and Arnie."
Putting the gas to the floor and getting to all of perhaps 100 mph or so, he went into Aremburg.
"shiiiit shit shit...oooooh myyyyy" Putting a wheel into the grass, he spent the braking distance to aremburg correcting the rear end, and trying to brake in a straight line. finally getting into aremburg at a slower pace than "the worst honda" as he put it, he came out slurring perhaps the longest line of cursing we have ever heard into one long breath. We won't quote it here, but suffice to say, the average priest would have keeled over at the sound of it.
"this car, is perhaps on of the worst, and one of the best RR's I've yet driven. It is unstable as HELL during any corner, but is predictable in it's instability. Give me another lap, and I'd be having alot of fun in this"
And so we did. in fact, we gave him as many as he was willing to use. The car could only handle 2 at a time, but by the middle of the second lap, he was certainly liking the car.
"with more power, some suspension work, and some downforce, this thing would rock. seriously. I just...one second....there...I just love this car. Fantastic way to wind down a long hard day of driving shit i hate, would be to drive this. it's like a Porsche, without the overhanging value of one. If i mess up the body panels or something on this, I won't care as much as i would on a 911, and the repair bill won't be as high. It's hardly sex on wheels, but it is alot of fun"
whipping the car all over the place on his last lap, after shaving nearly 23 seconds off his original lap, his only comment was "Needs more power. Honestly. 50-75 more horsies in this bad boy would be just absolutely stellar. 200 PS even would blow the panties off any woman within 40 km of this epicentre. and, as a bonus, it's so ugly, they'd see it coming, but never expect it.
Final lap: 9:07.338
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Absolutely one of the WORST write ups I've ever done for the Ring Diary, but it got the creative juices flowin. And, as before, is keeping me playing GT4. Now, what's the next WR/BR?
