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Double Clutching in Vegas<br />

Fall/2012<br />

We were peering out of our hotel room window just as<br />

the Bellagio fountains were performing their dance<br />

45 floors below. As Vegas virgins, my wife Leslie and I<br />

had seen the casinos, a Cirque Du Soliel show and the<br />

Jersey Boys at the Parisian. I was itching for some other<br />

indulgence, exactly what, I wasn’t sure. On the table next<br />

to the television was one of those cheesy coupon booklets;<br />

you know the kind that lures in tourists who have no idea<br />

what they could be doing? Flipping through it I noticed<br />

an ad for Exotics Racing, which promised a supercar<br />

driving experience. 24 hours later, in true Vegas style, a<br />

stretch limo arrived complete with crushed velvet seats and<br />

complimentary mineral water.<br />

A 20 minute ride through<br />

the desert north of the<br />

city delivered us to the<br />

doorsteps of Las Vegas<br />

Motor Speedway, where<br />

Exotics Racing had<br />

recently put the finishing<br />

touches on a proprietary<br />

1.4 mile, 11 turn track.<br />

<strong>The</strong> wail of high-strung<br />

engines and screeching<br />

tires greeted us and was<br />

the kind of buzz of activity that would reel in any car<br />

guy or girl. Upon entry into the temporary clubhouse, (a<br />

new permanent building is planned for 2013), and the<br />

usual signing of release forms, I was presented with an<br />

a la carte menu of cars. <strong>The</strong> selection was impressive:<br />

Mercedes SLS, Ferraris, Audi R8-V10, Lamborghinis and<br />

an Aston Martin. <strong>The</strong> Nissan GTR was broken. <strong>Porsche</strong>s?<br />

A Cayman R, 997 Carrera S and a Turbo S. As a devout<br />

manual shifter, I was disappointed to learn that every car<br />

in their fleet was equipped with a dual clutch automated<br />

transmission (for the <strong>Porsche</strong>s – 7 speed PDK’s). <strong>The</strong><br />

reason for this was soon to become obvious. Prices<br />

varied, on a per lap basis, according to the cars relative<br />

“exoticness”. My ride would be the “economical car”,<br />

a distinctive metalic green Cayman R. Leslie would not<br />

drive, but would be the official track photographer. My<br />

time slot arrived and I was shuffled into a classroom<br />

with 20 other participants. Instructors spent the next 15<br />

minutes discussing details of the correct driving position,<br />

track protocol and the fundamental forces at play when<br />

cars are driven at the limit. We were also reminded that<br />

the dead pedal, seldom used in everyday driving, would<br />

be our friend. Behind the wheel of a <strong>Porsche</strong> Cayenne,<br />

an instructor took groups of 4 on a preview lap of the<br />

course pointing out brake markers, apexes, and the most<br />

efficient line around the course. With zero previous track<br />

experience, my head was now swimming with details.<br />

Finally, after meeting our individual instructors, we were<br />

ready to take to the track.<br />

Vinny would be my Brazilian co-pilot and judging by his<br />

thick accent, he had probably been a recent arrival. MMA<br />

was his other passion; in fact he was due to fight that<br />

evening, but an injury would prevent him from doing so.<br />

After nestling into the beautiful carbon fiber seats, Vinny<br />

informed me that the rules of engagement meant that none<br />

of the electronic driver aids would be shut-off. Our small<br />

group was dispatched onto the track in 15-second intervals.<br />

<strong>The</strong> first few turns lead to a 1/3-mile straightaway that<br />

exited into an 11 degree, banked, carousel like turn number<br />

2. <strong>The</strong> balance of the course consisted of numerous closely<br />

linked turns and when not blessed with a photographic<br />

memory, seemed different each time through. <strong>The</strong> fresh<br />

asphalt did nothing to provide clues to the best racing<br />

line. With steady coaching from Vinny I began to progress<br />

visibly, almost catching an Audi R8 on the final lap. It had<br />

been a huge adrenalin rush to drive flat out in a controlled<br />

environment. <strong>The</strong> handling of the Cayman R was stunning;<br />

as was the engine music at redline. Even the PDK was<br />

a revelation; having started with it set in manual mode I<br />

eventually let the software do the shifting. Would I feel<br />

differently about the PDK after more familiarity with the<br />

car and track? Possibly. In any case, it was a great way to<br />

end our Vegas holiday and was certainly the highlight for<br />

me. So maybe next time it will be the Turbo S?<br />

Marc Schroeder<br />

16<br />

<strong>The</strong> Rambling <strong>Rose</strong> Fall 2012

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