am constantly astounded at folks' inability to steer... can you imagine how much room they'd need if they were driving a regular size vehicle or G forbid an SUV...
As some folks know, much as I'm into geeking and playing with yard toys in my few off hours, what really blows up my proverbial skirt is driving the wheels off my car on road courses. It's the only way I ever really unwind and recharge my batteries.
Some of the car clubs run "Parade Laps" during lunchtime, where you can take a passenger in your car and don't need helmets. The idea being just to tour the track to show other people what you're doing, but at about a 20% pace.
Most of us use these as opportunities to scare the hell out of a gullible passenger. "I promise. I'll only go about 60 mph." Yeah, right. In the slow turns.
Anyway, some of the clubs let anyone take any car.
I took my son out for parade laps once and we gridded behind a Suburban. We were laughing our butts off until we actually hit the track. Not only was his line all wrong, he was using turn signals at all the turns!
It might be something you just have to experience first-hand. When you've done well over a thousand laps on a particular track at the outer limits of your car's ability to stay on the track, typically at 3-digit speeds and within feet or inches of like-minded friends, thrusting and parrying through every turn, trying to gain a 1/100th second advantage on each other, it's kinda like a bad Twilight Zone episode to be traversing the same course with a windshield full of Suburban with blinkers lit.
While I'm semi-ranting, let me say that I think everyone should attend Driving Schools at racetracks. Not only are they the most fun you can have in a car with your seatbelt on, the skills acquired are of immeasurable value. Tom Veale, who's a long-time racer, can probably back me up on this one.
If you spend a lot of time finding and crowding the absolute limits of a car's performance envelope, there's just really not a heckuva lot you can encounter on comparatively slow public roads that you won't be ready for. I've learned from experience that in emergency situations, those habits take over. Knowing when a parameter has been exceeded (for example, very early in the start of a skid) and instinctively having the correct reaction.
Driving Schools on racetracks turn average drivers into Ninjas of the road. You can recognize us because we just suddenly appear in your mirrors and we're wearing those cool black hoods that make only our sinister eyes visible.
What were we ranting about anyway? I just kinda dropped by on k^2's invite.
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