Ohh boy, here goes the documentary... This is from 5 FYI...
So, it was a late June night, staying up way past my bed time (I was 16 and still had those.... Sad days my friends..) and my league was doing a race at Le Mans. Just a simple 24 lap race (we are an endurance team so that's a piece of cake...) with LMP1s, LMGTE pro and am too. Me, well I'm the Head of Audi in my league so call me Wolfgang I guess. It was the weekend after the 2012 24 hours of Le Mans so we wanted to really go an all out sprint for this race. I'm in the broken, POS R10 which somehow did 3:27's with me at the wheel. Flying through Porsche was my best part of the track, and Tet was my worst as I tend to get real squirrelly.
So like always our team finds out how to "qualify" in gt5 by posting a hot lap on the track and then we would line up double file and pause, while host started the race by lap time. I posted a 3'25 so I came second only to a Peugeot (surprise right?) by (guess this) three seconds.. Blah blah blah. So, we did our pace lap, and then it was time to begin.
We crossed Porsche, went over Ford, and slammed the gas. Instantly I quirked a little and the Peugeot just went on like a little lion it was. Past Scotsman corner, under the bridge, and then passed the lion at Dunlop Esses, however, only to be passed in Tet. So then we go down the mulsanne, me on his draft, but staying there throughout the mulsanne, past mulsanne corner, and then down to Indy we went. I took the outside to pressure the lion, and he backed off as not to incur a penalty. I got the lead in Indy, took it through Arnage, and whipped him good in Porsche to the line.
But it would only be true if I had lost the lead in Tet, again. So it all repeated over and over for the remaining 22 laps. However the last lap was the stuff of movies. The lion took a bit of damage and caused him to have a weak engine, and we stayed side by side through every. single. corner. Then, it came to Porsche.
Now if we all remember way back from 5, the r10 had wicked torque, the stuff only the Germans could get. The lion, not as much, but a damn good competition. So, somehow my friend was able to keep next to me through Porsche, and all the way to Ford, however, I wasn't going to give up at the last 50 yards..
Sometimes they say being slow is fast, and fast is slow, and that was the case. The lion was fast in the straights, and slow on the exits. With that said, the race was over, after three LONG hours with pit stops and all, I came out as victor, and was ecstatic...