All entries for Saturday 08 October 2005
October 08, 2005
Today I had my 21st birthday present from my mum and her sisters – a driving day with a Lamgorghini Murcielago. If you don't know what one looks like, click here. Technical-wise, it's got a 6.2 litre V12 engine, develops 572 BHP, gets to 60 in 3.8 seconds and goes onto a top speed of over 200. And I would like to confirm that it is one of the best ways to spend £160k that you can think of. It sounds even better (and louder) than it does through a decent speaker system on the telly, it's rib-crushingly quick, grip levels are astounding, it's brilliantly balanced and I want one. Hence the offer for anybody who needs a kidney etc... The day started out with two laps driven by one of the staff in a Subaru Impreza to see the track, followed by three laps in a Focus RS to get used to the course itself, for which my instructor was none other than BTCC driver Fiona Leggate. This in itself was pretty fun – catching up Ferraris etc in a really very quick hot hatch. By the end of the three laps I'd just about got the hang of the lines through the corners and also the idea of braking before a corner and basically driving flat through the entire turn – a very weird sensation and totally different to how I've driven before. The Lambo itself was utterly sensational – I left it in fourth for pretty much the whole lap, down the longer straights I was up pushing 120mph which I was quite pleased with. Given more than four laps (by which time I was beginning to get the hang of braking later and applying more power earlier) I may have gotten a lot better still. As it was, I was informed that I was the best driver of the day, which surprised me immensely as I didn't think I was all that hot, but nevertheless I was immensely chuffed with.
On a seperate note, the blog social last night went well. I ran into Laura and Lorna who weren't even at the social, who provided great company along with the blogging community of Victoria, SiY, Adele, Chris, Mat, Jill, Holly (who only grinned at me manically) and the rest of the crew who I didn't get a chance to speak to. And apologies Jill for calling you Jim in a state of tiredness and over-painkillered delerium…