There was another german kettle there, a guards red 944, shared by a father and daughter, which mounted the "mole-hill" at speed at one point, before landing on the other side apparently unscathed.
First two times around with the stability management on I experienced plenty of close calls, skids and drifts, before the brave (foolish) passenger convinced me it would be easier with the stability management turned off. I wasn't convinced because I know the PSM is designed to subtly maintain stability during fast cornering. But knowing fortune favours the brave, and wanting to get a feel for the raw dynamics of the rubber on the tarmac, I pressed the PSM button and did the rest with it turned off.
It certainly was NOT easier, but it was faster, and it certainly made for more adrenaline. There were lots of wiggles, snap oversteer, travelling sideways, corrections, overcorrections, terrified application of power exiting a corner, heart in the mouth moments, but I managed to keep it off the grass - more than can be said for the GT3 RS. I crossed the finish line at 100mph (at least according to the speedo) which is faster than most sprint cars - aside from the single seaters, so all in all a fun and satisfactory day's driving, and the best value £10 one could possibly imagine spending.
The only downside, having not upturned the vehicle, is the scratch remained to be repaired when I got home...
After watching a couple of youtube videos of shouty americans conveying about 10 seconds worth of info in 15 minutes, utilising about £200 of detailing products, I knew all I had to do was get some sandpaper, sand down the 2ft long scratch, buff it up with some t-cut and it would be immaculate again - as easy as replacing a nearside bonnet spring.
Reality did not match entirely with my expectations. In actual fact, the results were way better than I thought. After four rounds of carefully sanding the clear coat before mechanical polishing at 1500rpm with t-cut, two scratches are gone completely, and although the deepest scratch is still visible, you could easily miss it. I'm reluctant to go deeper, knowing that a hundredth of a millimetre is the margin by which I could sand the paint itself and sieze defeat from the jaws of victory. Saturday 21st May 2022 I'm winning at life.
