I've been dreaming of going proper wheel to wheel racing for quite a few years now. I've been doing HPDE and lately time trials for over a decade now, but there was still something missing. Like, competing for position rather than time. I was very close to getting my racing license in the UK but ended up bailing as it wouldn't have helped that much over here anyway and I was about to pack up an move to the US at that point in time anyway.
I originally planned to go vintage racing over here but given that my wallet is still long on pocket lint and very short of stacks of $100 bills, I put that on hold while getting a little more involved with my local SCCA region over time. My local region doesn't put on club races, but we do time trials and I ended up getting involved with instructing. Which, to my surprise, I really like doing.
Anyway, last year my wife and I found ourselves with some vacation plans gone belly up when an "buy one, get one 50% off" deal from Bondurant popped into my inbox. "Honey, wanna go to a High Performance Driving class?" quickly sealed the deal and my wife and I hit the road to Phoenix. Literally, as we were doing this the week after Labour Day weekend and flights to Phoenix were stupidly expensive. Plus, I needed a road trip for my sanity anyway.
My wife took the two-day introductory class and loved it, while I worked my way through the four day course. I was a little scared of the Vipers at first, having never driven something that powerful, but as JG wrote a few years ago, the latest generation is really pretty docile. Learned a lot in the first three days, then day four hit. Formula Cars! Yay!
The three of us taking this course were driving around like we'd never driven a car before. Spins, slides, messed up downshifts, you name it. We were looking like eager and completely useless beginners. Not what I had expected.
But about halfway through the day something just clicked for me. Once I figured out that I needed to be more deliberate with my inputs and more one point, I was hooked. Must... Drive... Formula... Car...
Course passed, I immediately went into procrastination mode again. I know I needed a physical, I was afraid of not passing the physical even though I'm not that unhealthy, but my eyesight without correction puts me into the "navigating either by whiskers or echo location" category. Oh, and our family doctor had shut up shop, too. Eventually I just gave myself a kick up the buttocks, got my prescription checked and passed the physical. A chunk of paperwork later and I have my SCCA full competition license.
So, I have a license. I have plenty of (expired) safety gear. There was something missing though, couldn't quite put my finger to it...
Ah yes.
A car.