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ZOOM-ZOOM....went to my first Ride and Drive this weekend with Mazda at Alameda Point. It was held at the site of the old alameda Naval air station/airport. HUGE area with a Gorgeous view of the city....great weather that day too. I absolutely wanted to win the Bose Stereo so I took all three driving events very seriously. There were alot of people participating (several thousand) representing every demongraphic. I felt I had a huge advantage given my extreme competitiveness, my competition (alot of yahoos and folks with NO experience in high performance driving), and my modest high performance driving skill.
Let me breakdown the events. The first event was timed. You had 2 chances to drive an autocross course in EXACTLY 27 seconds...not over, not under. I was immediately at a disadvantage. As I waited in line, I saw couples driving together where one would give a countdown as the other negotiated the course. They would run it as fast as they could and slow down as they reached the finish line....Cheaters! I practiced counting in my head, "One hippopatumus, Two hippopatumas...." before I ran the course. When I got in the car for my first try, I got confused with the rediculous gearshift in the Mazda 5 and accidently left it in manual mode...and it was stuck in first all the way through! After hitting the rev-limiter 5 times and forgetting to count at all, I made it across the finish in 33 seconds...ABYSSMAL!! I got in line again and was determined to absolutely destroy the course. On my next try, I got into a Mazda 3 and made sure I got it in the right gear (automatics suck BTW). I started counting as soon as I crossed the green line and took off like a madman. Though I practiced counting out loud anticipating and attempting to be mindful of the effect of my body's excitement, I succumbed to the adrenalin and unknowingly counted much faster than was accurate. I raced across the finish thinking I got through quite close to 27 but instead crossed the checkered flag in 23 seconds....I blew it...but at least the attendent gave me kudos for my exceptional time.
So I moved onto a course that challenges you to "hit the apex". You had 2 trys to drive the course attempting to get your left tire exactly 12 inches from 6 sets of yellow apex cones...when exactly 12 inches from the cone, you get 2 points, anywhere from 6-18, 1 point....EASY!! I was optimistic about my chances given my experience in hitting apexes on a road course. The first time through I got a dismal 2 points...WHAT!! I was perplexed and attempted to debate the validity and the accuracy of the laser sensor with the event chief. He seemed irritated with my argument appearing as if he had heard the same line of inquiry a thousand times. The next time through, I was determined to blast each apex as accurately and quickly as possible. I thought I did great!...I even managed to nip the one inch corner of 3 apex cones. I drove back to discover I only got 4 points....BULLSHIT!! I started to complain to the attendent in a very curious an innocuous way, hiding well my displeasure, and he said that I did do well but that "this isn't an autocross course and you simply got too close to the cones". DAMN!
So off to my last challenge, the true and best test...the autocross course. Drivers were given the challenge to drive the new Mazdaspeed 6 (260hp AWD turbo Mazda flagship) through an autocross course attempting to beat a time of 43 seconds. I've never autocrossed but I felt very good about my chances. The line was 2 hours long and toward the end of the line, I really had to pee. I had a good look at the course and even studied the track map...but in the end I knew you simply had to drive by the seat of your pants. I watched several dozen absolutely crappy drivers ticking off 48 plus second laps after hearing them loudly bluster on about how they would destroy the course. I again felt optimistic and even contrived a dream of hearing the sound of the crowd's ovation as I set the fast lap record...and they would hand me my Bose stereo as I stepped out of the car triumphant. So by the time I got into the Mazdaspeed 6, I was extremely anxious, excited, and ready to burst with urine. I was relieved to see the Audi gear configuration and performed a perfect launch through the gate. I blasted through the first turn, upshifted aggressively at redline, chirped the tires, and slammed on the brakes for the slalom and realized then...that I was completely lost. I managed to muddle through and tached the car to the limiter on the back straight again slamming the brakes for the hard righ-hander. But out the of corner of my eye, I see another Speed 6 not too far down the course. It was the only black Automatic speed 6 and the driver was pussyfooting it! In a moment of complete madness, I told myself "If you have to drive into his car to get the lap record, then SO BE IT!!" I blasted through the back stretch remembering to brake hard on the second to the last last turn then realized my car was fast approaching the other black Speed 6. I regained my senses and decided to slow down and eventually tripped the lights with 4 car-lengths to spare. I was seriously pissed having drove the course like an utter mad-man...and my time reflected my concern for self-preservation....44.107. Oh well, at least I'm alive. I complained to the official but he thought I had a good run at it nonetheless and recommended I try again...he'd remember me and give me a good amount of space the next time around. But as it goes, I had to pee, didn't want to wait another 2 hours, and just wanted to got home after 6 hours of waiting in lines.
So in the end, I won a hat....actually everyone got a hat...oh goody. What can you do.
Let me breakdown the events. The first event was timed. You had 2 chances to drive an autocross course in EXACTLY 27 seconds...not over, not under. I was immediately at a disadvantage. As I waited in line, I saw couples driving together where one would give a countdown as the other negotiated the course. They would run it as fast as they could and slow down as they reached the finish line....Cheaters! I practiced counting in my head, "One hippopatumus, Two hippopatumas...." before I ran the course. When I got in the car for my first try, I got confused with the rediculous gearshift in the Mazda 5 and accidently left it in manual mode...and it was stuck in first all the way through! After hitting the rev-limiter 5 times and forgetting to count at all, I made it across the finish in 33 seconds...ABYSSMAL!! I got in line again and was determined to absolutely destroy the course. On my next try, I got into a Mazda 3 and made sure I got it in the right gear (automatics suck BTW). I started counting as soon as I crossed the green line and took off like a madman. Though I practiced counting out loud anticipating and attempting to be mindful of the effect of my body's excitement, I succumbed to the adrenalin and unknowingly counted much faster than was accurate. I raced across the finish thinking I got through quite close to 27 but instead crossed the checkered flag in 23 seconds....I blew it...but at least the attendent gave me kudos for my exceptional time.
So I moved onto a course that challenges you to "hit the apex". You had 2 trys to drive the course attempting to get your left tire exactly 12 inches from 6 sets of yellow apex cones...when exactly 12 inches from the cone, you get 2 points, anywhere from 6-18, 1 point....EASY!! I was optimistic about my chances given my experience in hitting apexes on a road course. The first time through I got a dismal 2 points...WHAT!! I was perplexed and attempted to debate the validity and the accuracy of the laser sensor with the event chief. He seemed irritated with my argument appearing as if he had heard the same line of inquiry a thousand times. The next time through, I was determined to blast each apex as accurately and quickly as possible. I thought I did great!...I even managed to nip the one inch corner of 3 apex cones. I drove back to discover I only got 4 points....BULLSHIT!! I started to complain to the attendent in a very curious an innocuous way, hiding well my displeasure, and he said that I did do well but that "this isn't an autocross course and you simply got too close to the cones". DAMN!
So off to my last challenge, the true and best test...the autocross course. Drivers were given the challenge to drive the new Mazdaspeed 6 (260hp AWD turbo Mazda flagship) through an autocross course attempting to beat a time of 43 seconds. I've never autocrossed but I felt very good about my chances. The line was 2 hours long and toward the end of the line, I really had to pee. I had a good look at the course and even studied the track map...but in the end I knew you simply had to drive by the seat of your pants. I watched several dozen absolutely crappy drivers ticking off 48 plus second laps after hearing them loudly bluster on about how they would destroy the course. I again felt optimistic and even contrived a dream of hearing the sound of the crowd's ovation as I set the fast lap record...and they would hand me my Bose stereo as I stepped out of the car triumphant. So by the time I got into the Mazdaspeed 6, I was extremely anxious, excited, and ready to burst with urine. I was relieved to see the Audi gear configuration and performed a perfect launch through the gate. I blasted through the first turn, upshifted aggressively at redline, chirped the tires, and slammed on the brakes for the slalom and realized then...that I was completely lost. I managed to muddle through and tached the car to the limiter on the back straight again slamming the brakes for the hard righ-hander. But out the of corner of my eye, I see another Speed 6 not too far down the course. It was the only black Automatic speed 6 and the driver was pussyfooting it! In a moment of complete madness, I told myself "If you have to drive into his car to get the lap record, then SO BE IT!!" I blasted through the back stretch remembering to brake hard on the second to the last last turn then realized my car was fast approaching the other black Speed 6. I regained my senses and decided to slow down and eventually tripped the lights with 4 car-lengths to spare. I was seriously pissed having drove the course like an utter mad-man...and my time reflected my concern for self-preservation....44.107. Oh well, at least I'm alive. I complained to the official but he thought I had a good run at it nonetheless and recommended I try again...he'd remember me and give me a good amount of space the next time around. But as it goes, I had to pee, didn't want to wait another 2 hours, and just wanted to got home after 6 hours of waiting in lines.
So in the end, I won a hat....actually everyone got a hat...oh goody. What can you do.