October 2007 - Porsche Club of America â Northeast Region
October 2007 - Porsche Club of America â Northeast Region
October 2007 - Porsche Club of America â Northeast Region
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well below 10 mph, Thomas’ engineer applied the brakes. It<br />
was then when my boy’s magic world came crashing down for<br />
he was completely unprepared for the horrific squeal <strong>of</strong> metal<br />
on metal braking. It truly was deafening. Worse, the scraping<br />
and screaming lasted a good twenty seconds. By that time the<br />
boy had ducked behind his mother and steadfastly refused to<br />
have anything to do with what he must have now perceived<br />
as the his turncoat tormentor. No amount <strong>of</strong> pleading or reassurance<br />
could persuade him to reconsider. There was no way<br />
he was going to risk his life and limb aboard anything capable<br />
<strong>of</strong> making that much <strong>of</strong> a racket. It didn’t end there either. For<br />
any number <strong>of</strong> years afterward, he refused to ride in my Ferrari<br />
or my 911. He had been spooked. And interestingly, as it turns<br />
out, the second video tape was at least as responsible as dear<br />
old Thomas.<br />
A few years later when he was old enough, I began my attempts<br />
to persuade Ian to try driving a kart, but to no avail.<br />
He wouldn’t even go for ride with me at the local fun track<br />
in one <strong>of</strong> the two-seater carts while we on vacation together<br />
in Watkins Glen. What I only recently found out is that, along<br />
with the diminutive tank engine, it was a few seconds <strong>of</strong> video<br />
that had undone all my grand plans. For as it turns out, young<br />
Ian also shared my admiration for the late Ayrton Senna.<br />
Only recently he told me why up to now he refused to even<br />
sit in a racing kart. Though utterly silent about it at the time,<br />
the video <strong>of</strong> Senna’s accident had frightened him and in his<br />
young mind he had no intention <strong>of</strong> experiencing a similar fate.<br />
But luckily, unlike for most <strong>of</strong> us, this summer circumstances<br />
changed and, for the first time, my son has begun to become<br />
his own man. He had always claimed my fear <strong>of</strong> heights as his<br />
own, despite never actually experiencing any known trauma<br />
in that regard. But at our recent trip to Tremblant, he and<br />
Joan achieved something I could never have even attempted.<br />
They climbed straight up the side <strong>of</strong> the mountain, in the fog<br />
crawling hand over hand the last hundred meters with Ian<br />
pushing all the way to make the summit. He had miraculously<br />
had the extraordinary experience <strong>of</strong> being able to confront a<br />
pseudo-fear and completely vanquish it at the tender age <strong>of</strong><br />
nine years.<br />
With that achievement, something crystallized in him that<br />
day. At my next track event, where in Tremblant he had<br />
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