My best road trip story
06-13-2001 | 12:36 AM
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My best road trip story
Thought I would share this with you guys.
Set the seen: It's England, I have just finished a circuit race at Snetterton, and came 2nd and was buzzing, time 5pm on Sunday and my friend Mark and I wanted to get home ASAP. Journey distance 150 miles across country, English A road and B roads no
motorways. Car Porsche 911 (993 C2S) and a full tank of fuel. Weather good, speed limit max 60 (NOT).
The first 1/2 hour was in traffic some over taking not much then we turn off to head to Milton Keynes, the A road opened up and I stuck behind a lorry and a Merc and the Merc was driving irratically so I made a move to overtake the lorry and Merc together
Just as I was pulling along side speed 85mph, the Merc swerves towards the Porsche forcing me onto the grass verge still foot hard down as I was committed to the move.
So here we are lorry, Merc, Porsche 2 wheels on tarmac, 2 on grass, 3 abreast, as we get past and I go for all 4 wheels on the black stuff, the grip levels change on the rear
tyre and the Porker grips and kicks out it rear in protest (speed 100mph).
Just imagine the lorry drivers surprise as I pass him with the tail out 30 degrees, power on, tyres smoking, Merc chasing.
Anyway we roar on 100mph plus and the road is dead straight for a mile foot to the floor 120, 130,140,150 speed camera 100yds oops
Now I had read Gatso speed camera don't work over 130MPH - this is true I know now !!
Anyway we are into MK the land of roundabouts and dual carriageway between each and we are trying to keep to 100mph ( over that and you get caught, prison time and being called "Mary" by a cellmate isn't my thing) when I am being chased by a Ford Escort XR3i driven by some teenage pimple ringing the neck out of his engine 1.6 to overtake me, speed now 110, he pulls level and grins at me when I hit the brakes for the roundabout as late as I dared ( remember the racing that day my braking distances were late) the kid is still on the gass and I thought " This kid must be awesome on the brakes,
"
He locked up, layed rubber all over the road and straight over the roundabout, ploughing up the grass, flowers and road sign,
As we went around the roundabout the Ford had stripped his suspension and the kid was head banging the steering wheel.
We drove on laughing
Sorry to say it wasn't in a Stook
Set the seen: It's England, I have just finished a circuit race at Snetterton, and came 2nd and was buzzing, time 5pm on Sunday and my friend Mark and I wanted to get home ASAP. Journey distance 150 miles across country, English A road and B roads no
motorways. Car Porsche 911 (993 C2S) and a full tank of fuel. Weather good, speed limit max 60 (NOT).
The first 1/2 hour was in traffic some over taking not much then we turn off to head to Milton Keynes, the A road opened up and I stuck behind a lorry and a Merc and the Merc was driving irratically so I made a move to overtake the lorry and Merc together
Just as I was pulling along side speed 85mph, the Merc swerves towards the Porsche forcing me onto the grass verge still foot hard down as I was committed to the move.
So here we are lorry, Merc, Porsche 2 wheels on tarmac, 2 on grass, 3 abreast, as we get past and I go for all 4 wheels on the black stuff, the grip levels change on the rear
tyre and the Porker grips and kicks out it rear in protest (speed 100mph).
Just imagine the lorry drivers surprise as I pass him with the tail out 30 degrees, power on, tyres smoking, Merc chasing.
Anyway we roar on 100mph plus and the road is dead straight for a mile foot to the floor 120, 130,140,150 speed camera 100yds oops
Now I had read Gatso speed camera don't work over 130MPH - this is true I know now !!
Anyway we are into MK the land of roundabouts and dual carriageway between each and we are trying to keep to 100mph ( over that and you get caught, prison time and being called "Mary" by a cellmate isn't my thing) when I am being chased by a Ford Escort XR3i driven by some teenage pimple ringing the neck out of his engine 1.6 to overtake me, speed now 110, he pulls level and grins at me when I hit the brakes for the roundabout as late as I dared ( remember the racing that day my braking distances were late) the kid is still on the gass and I thought " This kid must be awesome on the brakes,
"He locked up, layed rubber all over the road and straight over the roundabout, ploughing up the grass, flowers and road sign,
As we went around the roundabout the Ford had stripped his suspension and the kid was head banging the steering wheel.
We drove on laughing
Sorry to say it wasn't in a Stook
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