Caterham Changes

Change, as they say, is inevitable ... you must learn to live with it, or not. Word is that there are changes afoot in the world of Caterham ... Caterham USA in Denver is no longer the US distributer, replaced by Superformance of Irvine CA, known mainly for their Cobra and GT40 replica cars. The full press release from Caterham can be found here: http://www.superformance.com/news_view.aspx?articleid=141 I wonder if these changes will be positive for the brand and for my investment, we shall see. More, as they say, to come ...

Track Day

20 miles South West of Fort Worth along SR 377, on the edge of rolling terrain that will eventually turn into the Texas Hill Country, is the one horse town of Cresson. Ah but wait, one horse? Perhaps not, for if one passes through (even while blinking) with the car (or truck, this is Texas) windows rolled down the distinctive sound of multiple horses screaming can be heard on many a day. For Cresson is the home of Texas Motor Sport Ranch, a member owned race track not quite visible from the highway, designed for those with too much money, or a passion for fast cars (or more likely both) to test their metal and even occasionally bend it. The facilities are very well done, with two separate tracks of 1.7 and 1.3 miles that can be joined to produce a 3+ mile track, garages, skid pads, a clubhouse and even condos with the requisite 8 car garage on the bottom floor! As a separate, but massively important, positive there's very little to hit if you manage to get it all wrong, other than other maniacs with the same passion ... sounds ideal. And ideal it is ... My beautiful better half gifted me (for Christmas) with a day at the track accompanied by a fantastically patient instructor (thanks Neil) from the Apex driving school. Fun was very definitely had by all, with the possible exception of Neil, and we will do it again sometime. In the four half hour sessions the car held up, I didn't embarrass myself completely and despite indulging in one rear end puckering 'tank slapper', which I somehow managed to collect; I avoided hitting anything that wasn't there to hit, even the Formula Mazda's screaming past at twice my speed ... Smokin' ...