Posts Tagged ‘Road Atlanta’

163. Grand Am: More Power for Porsche? Cat to be up for Adoption? Check Kiting for a Drive.

Monday, April 5th, 2010

Endangered Species

A friend of Murphy’s asked, “Is Jaguar an endangered species? At Sebring, the car smoked more than a hookah in Istanbul. This is not doing the Jaguar reputation for reliability any good.” The Bear asks, “What reputation?” Ok, there were the Castrol/Silk Cut and D types. But any more of this… (more…)

Daytona Vice

Monday, October 12th, 2009

By A.C. Guillermo

I’m writing this in the Homestead media center as I occasionally glance at the monitor to see yet another caution period in front of 80,000 empty grandstand seats.  Caution is the operative word in Grandamland this weekend. The shock has yet to wear off over the arrest of one of our legendary drivers. Indeed, when I left the World Center of Racing yesterday morning, things at International Speedway Boulevard were in full damage control mode.  No Lamborghini in the parking lot. (more…)

141. Sith Apprentice lurks at RA, Rolling, the Lola DP fracas, Airport Battle

Monday, October 5th, 2009

On a dry Sunday after a wet Saturday at Road Atlanta, a “full house” was on hand to test the Challenge LMP.  One from the dark side there only to report to the Dark Lord of the Sith, (he who rules on the Peninsula to the south).  (more…)

138. The petite field. White smoke “getting old?” The big split. Anemic television.

Thursday, September 3rd, 2009

Ka Boom
A manufacturer has been watching its engine program hit the wall lately. If the Orville Redenbacher sponsorship doesn’t work out, they’ll need to look for a change in the focus, management, and perhaps even the participants. Orville likes the popping sound and white smoke, but it isn’t a very good image for a race engine (ask the James Bond car guys). Murphy’s been told that whatever else they do, a look at the in-house ten-cent engine control system should be the first order of business. (more…)

AntiTRUST ME

Saturday, August 15th, 2009

By A.C. Guillermo

Ever since I stepped in that Clydesdale poop on the Sebring grid, things have not been going my way. My daughter was planning on attending Duke, but it looks like it will be Daytona Community College instead, thanks to Henri Zogaib.  Unless she gets a golf scholarship, or Henri finds that sack full of money I gave him to invest, it is not looking good. Even my part-time job polishing motorcycles for a friend of mine has fallen through. (more…)