So, last Saturday, thanks to the generosity of our wives, Tom Spangler and I, make that Ricky Bobby (Tom) and Jean Girade (Moi) got to go to Michigan International Speedway and the Mach1 racing school driving NASCARS on the 2 mile tri oval.
Don't we look like Pro's?
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Wow, what an experience. It’s totally changed my perspective of oval racing. While not a fan of NASCAR I never doubted the skill of the drivers or actual engineering that goes into apparently simple cars, I’m just not interested in the spectacle of cars going in circles drafting each other at speeds that vary my 1-2mph. That said this has upped my appreciation of exactly how hard it is, more of that later.
The school starts with an hour classroom session that was more like 1 ½ hours. First off they line everyone up in height order to assign cars. As the cars are real race cars with fixed seats they need people of similar stature in the cars. There were a couple of guys between us, but due to them obviously being anorexic we ended up in the same car. Then they go over the usual safety stuff plus the line, how to enter and leave the track, passing etc. Yes, this was open passing on the straights and not a lead follow school. Nothing earth shattering but still important. Then we got suited up in proper 3 layer Nomex and off for some familiarization laps with the instructors in a number of course trucks. That was the first real shocker. You look at the map layout and it appears as if the track is simply a mirror image of itself if you cut it in half through the start finish and back straight. It’s not, the two ends (turns 1-2 V’s 3-4) are very different. It was apparent that you really need to concentrate of late appexing turn 1-2 as on the exit of 2 the upper part of the banking drops away and loses its 14degree very quickly onto the back straight which is only 5deg. Conversely turns 3-4 seem to hold the incline for longer and it only drops to 12 deg on the start finish. There were some sobering tire marks where the pro’s hadn’t got it right.
Got Stagger?
Peek-A-Boo
After that we should have checked out the cars and got on with it. Unfortunately mother nature decided to put a literal dampener on proceedings and rained on us. Luckily the radar said it wouldn’t last long and if we could wait around and run a couple of hours we’d get to run later. Thankfully we both have supportive wife and kids who were game to wait. One guy had some silly hand egg game to go and watch (the University of overpriced and over rated Vs. a really confused group who call themselves Irish but name themselves after a French Cathedral? Shrug, silly games) so bailed and the class behind us was canceled as we would end up running in their time slot. The green meanie, more on that later.
As a result we had lots of time to check out the cars and chill. The cars are all genuine ex Cup or Nationwide chassis, all fitted with 450hp Chubby crate motors and Jerico 4 speeds trans. Apparently the cars can turn 160mph laps so I assume they are geared for a bit more than that. They weigh in at 3500lb’s. With the spare time we all practiced getting in and out. Let me tell you, even with bigger than normal window apertures that was not as easy as it looks due to our manly physics, although the kids could jump in and out far easier, skinny runts
My skinny runt
So at last the rain stopped and the track dried very quickly. They had the instructors and track people driving around and around at 60mph to dry it out. Then we realized the school participants were also let out to circulate at 60mph in their road cars as well. The problem was by the time we realized that it was too late and the track was totally dry, that was a big missed opportunity. Oh well.
So then it was our turn. Tom had elected to go first, me second. They supply you with a balaclava and helmet, and a new experience to me a HANS device which was interesting in itself. As it was going on it felt tight as it pushed past my neck, but once on my shoulders you simply don’t know you’re wearing it and I wasn’t aware of any restriction in movement. If I ever get serious about track days again I think I’d get one, it’s a no brainer. So after watching Tom doing his laps ple the hilarity of him getting in and out of the car it was my turn. One of us leaving the pits for our run.
I is race car driver!
The green menie again. Not the greatest pics, 12 year old photogopher with camera on portrait setting and no concept of panning!
While we’d both jumped in and out of the cars a couple of times, the helmet and HANS added a whole new level of pain in the ass and Tom suddenly didn’t looks so funny while he was doing it. How even your average skinny mini race driver gets in and out with such ease is beyond me. I’ve done easier Yoga positions than folding myself in half to get through that opening. Whatever. Once in they fired it up and I was of! Creep down the pit road, getting it up to 4th gear before the end of the pits, then on the apron until merging on the back straight. WOW. First off, I never thought I’d say it, but only 450hp isn’t that fast. What is hard to get your head around is how close the walls are. We all think we’re brave and have a certain amount of talent, even once we’re old enough to realize we are not the second coming of Senna. But I tell you those walls are really really close. Even barely being half in the ‘4th’ lane and nowhere near the ‘5th’ lane and the wall, it feels to the uninitiated like you’re mm’s from the wall, it’s really intimidating. Then there’s turn 1-2. No matter how I tried to tell myself to turn in late, it’s really hard, especially when you’re 10-15’ from the wall when you start to turn in. I kept finding myself down at the apron too early and having to ride down there until the apex when you can easily go WOT again. The issue is with ‘only’ 450hp you’ve already lost all your momentum and at best you’re doing maybe 130 by the end of the straight. Turns 3-4 are much less intimidating and it was easier to get the turn in correct, although I was still way to far from the wall. Lift off (no brakes or as they kept telling us you’d turn left and spin before you could start to pucker up) down to the apex, much easier to get there at the right point rather than riding the apron then hard on it to the track out point which was a cone on the outer wall. It’s funny to be looking at the top left of the screen to see exit of the corner. Then back on the start finish straight before losing my nerve again and turning in too early for 1-2. Over all it was just sensory overload, the noise, the vibration, I never once looked at anything of the dash, every ounce of concentration was looking ahead. I’d love to tell you I was hitting 160mph but that would be pure fantasy. The corners were so intimidating that by the time you get on the gas you’ve down to maybe 100-110mph which means I’d have been lucky to see 130 before lifting off again. No regrets, it was an awesome experience, I got passed and I even passed a couple of cars. But I can say for sure, ovals are not easy, at least mentally not for me. One thing that really surprised me was how you could feel the car move around under you when you lifted off into the corners. I know with the way the cars were set up they were as safe, predictable and easy to control as it’s possible to make them with lots of rear down force from the massive high flap on the rear, but man did they feel like it was moving around. I’m not sure if it was aero or what. No, I'm not supposed to be down there!
Speed demon!
Crossing the line
One more because I can, hey, if your gonna show off, show off big time!
If I could have gone away, slept on it and gone back I think I could talk my brain into being closer to the wall and not turning in so early to turn 1. That’s not to say I imagine I have the skill or testicular fortitude to be any good at it, but it would be fun to have another try.
If you get the chance to do the Mach 1 or any other oval school I heartily recommend it. IT”s an amazing, exhilarating and very worthwhile experience.