Day 2 - Road America

Ok. It is 4:45pm and I’m riding shotgun on 151 South about 30 miles north of Madison, Wisconsin. Amanda elected to do yesterday’s blog and I (being silly) indicated that I would write today’s…

Nevertheless, the first thing I did was to pull out the old fashioned maps and understand our route. We’re electing to stop about 130 miles from the track tonight as there are a much nicer selection of hotels. Our thought is to get a decent night’s sleep (maybe 6 hours?) and head out while we’re fresh in the morning. As many of you know – Amanda is not a morning person and I will be likely taking that shift. One note about Wisconsin – all of the smaller roads are named letters. Very confusing… Oh yeah – we’re headed to West Des Moines, Iowa for the hotel and Pacific Junction in the morning.



Road America was intense. It is roughly four miles long (an eternity) and while I had practiced on a PS3 game, it was still a challenge to remember where the next turn was… thankfully Ronnie has excellent brakes :) .



So One Lap is full of incredible stories and people. I’d have to say while they’re all very diverse, everyone is very friendly and genuinely great to be around. About 11:00 or so word started spreading that there had been a crash… A nearly brand new Cadillac CTS-V (a $60-70k car) had either lost his brakes and/or been going too fast (both rumors) at the end of a long straight away. He blew through the tire wall and the fence before coming to rest on the roof. He was ok and uninjured but we heard that OnStar was slightly annoyed with the safety crew.

Later that day we found out that the guy with the Cadillac went to a local dealer and purchased a Chrysler Crossfire for $12k so that he could complete One Lap… I was impressed.

The plan was to change the track configuration prior to the second session of the day. The two giant straights were removed and part of the track now blew through an access road. It was amazing to see the top guns (ZR1, GTR, GT3s and the like) burn the dinosaurs and our ears about 10 feet away...



So unfortunately my lackluster performance in the morning run group had placed me near the back of the pack for the afternoon. No worries – I had fun catching a Dodge SRT-10 pickup truck that had a few more stallions at its disposal.

I don’t like rattles and the pink bag did a great job of silencing the latest offender.



My wheels are getting darker…