Elementary mathematical equation: Fifteen 930s + Carolina Motorsports Park DE + WOT mountain caravan in and around Tail of the Dragon = Just Not Right.
Build It - And They Will Come.... the best events beat this drum. 2300mi added to my odo in 4 daze certainly says so. I departed CT Thursday destined to join 15 fellow nutty 930 owners for turboPALOOZA 2009 in Charlotte, North Carolina. Shredded 60mi of Skyline Drive in VA enroute, then met 7 guys @ Speedwerks http://www.speedwerksllc.com/index.html Friday to ingest their uberfacility, lined wall to wall to wall with outright Legends of the Sport of the most mindbendingnest degree - 934, (2) 935s, 962, (2) 907s - oh my!
The seven 930 caravan departs on the hour-long shenanigan run to another fabshop, Zuffenhaus http://www.eurowerks.us/defaultNew.html where 8 or so other maniacal owners await our arrival. Coupla these 500rwhp beasts are running uncorked thru Zork tubes - 8 or so inches of pipe straight off the turbo. The sounds and sights of a brace of 930s making fighterpilot lane changes as if stitched together struck awe amongst all we encountered. Running toward the back of the ensemble proved the most entertaining seat in the house as you basked in the glory of whistles and whines and pops and shrieks and wails. Serenity Now! We arrive @ Zuff to assemble an array of awesomeness I've yet to behold in my enthusiast encounters.
Saturday dawn fuelstop and we're off to a DE @ Carolina Motorsports Park in SC - there's simply nothing like running hotlaps with a bunch of your comrades at arms, slicing and dicing it up out there, ribbing each other in the paddock, tightening bonds that have existed on forums but are only now being vetted face to face bumper to bumper for the first time.
Instantly proven is outright coolness transcends the ownership experience and commonality of passion and humor is readily evident despite such diverse individuals. Further proves my 'internet friends' are without question kindred brethren of the highest caliber to the furthest degree.
Sunrise Sunday has our gaggle of 930s heading west and into the NC mountains. Via Fontana Dam and Cherohala Skyway, the Tail of the Dragon http://www.tailofthedragon.com is our Destiny. One of life's automotive resume items needing to be filled now that der Nordschleife has been tackled, this is a must-do experience for annnnnny gamer - 318 curves in 11 miles, most strewn together in a delectable sequence of esses and switchbacks and compression bends and fully bermed turns - oh mamma YEAH!
Traffic and Johnny L. are rather present throughout our mountainous voyage yet there are many a schoolgirl giddy inducing moments. I find myself chuckling bwhahahaa out loud on numerous occasions as the 'ole warpig is hustled most righteously through late apex'd and trail brake'd madness.
We conclude our schwaray on the NC Dragon terminus @ the Tree of Shame late day Sunday. I let another hour pass as I decompress and fully embrace all of what we have just embarked upon over the past threeplus days – holding hands in a circle singing Kumbya Mylord nearly seems appropo - it's that moving.
Suddenly I find myself alone - all alone - on the Dragon, faced with northbound prospects. Best bet? Exodus via TN... which means... ride it again yeah! Sunset Sunday, a 930, and The Dragon... all to me ratbastid self... muwahahahaa is all that can be exclamated.