Race Report
Aston Martin Cup
Myself:
Aston Martin V8 Vantage 99 (dark green)
My main competition:
Alistair Worthington-McAllister
Aston Martin DB9 Coupe 03 (silver)
Race One
Venue: Fuji Speedway
Upon arriving and seeing the weather clear and bright, the drivers met for an informal briefing before the race. We drew straws to determine starting order, and I unluckily drew the shortest, meaning I would start from 6th in all three races of the series.
I knew I had to get a good start off the line, and as a result was 4th by the time we reached the first corner. We all managed to get through cleanly, with no paint-swapping going on at all! Not that we AM Owners (yes, with a capital O) cant afford to replace or repair a little bodywork. I was chasing Alistair down in a rather large hurry, and managed to slip into second behind him by the end of lap one. I knew he would brake early going into the first corner again, and slipped underneath him as we made the turn. Even the stewards said it was a glorious piece of driving.
From there I was never headed, and managed to beat Alistair by a narrow margin, although his new car had tremendous straight-line speed as we streaked towards the finish, and I thought he may yet catch me. We greeted the judges in P1 and P2 respectively.
Alistair and I met up at his five-star presidential hotel suite, enjoying the company of his latest, beautiful young wife, and planning to gather the social set for a fox hunt at my estate, sometime in the next month.
Result: 1st
65 A-Spec points
Race Two
Venue: Hong Kong
The flight to Hong Kong was a little rough, subjecting myself and my entourage to a little air-sickness. That never happens on my private plane.
I started last, again, with Alistair Worthington-McAllister taking a large lead after lap one. Try as I might, I couldnt be polite about the other gentlemen in their slower Aston Martins, and I may have been a little rough with a couple of them. If they can afford an Aston, they can afford to repair a little body damage, surely! Money is no object to us AM Owners. By the time we crossed the stripe at the end of lap two, I was a mere 4 seconds down on Alistair, and gaining.
Sadly, coming into the long straight, I just brushed the wall with my door, sending my nose into the barrier on the outside of the corner. From there, I was never going to catch the clean-driving playboy Alistair. I greeted the judges 8 seconds down on Alistair.
We congratulated each other, both of us looking forward to the fox hunt later that week, and retired to our garages. From there, the next morning, I loaded the Vantage onto the plane for the flight to the delightful Autumn Ring track.
Result: 2nd
0 A-Spec points
Race Three
Venue: Autumn Ring
Yet another clear, bright day assaulted us as I stepped off the plane. I watched as the workers carefully unloaded the Vantage and delivered it to the track in good order.
I knew I could be quick around this track, having been here many times before. Though it had been redesigned a little since I won the GT3 series here, I felt confident I could throw the big Aston around enough without damage or penalty to beat Alistair Worthington-McAllister.
I had a few moments of dread during the first lap, as my tires came up to temperature, and was only in third by the line. I knew I had to deliver a sterling performance to win this race. Luckily, my competitors did not seem to know the track as well as I, and were braking far too early for many corners, allowing me to pull into first as we rounded the long uphill left coming under the bridge.
From there, all I needed to do was keep it rubber-side down and off the walls. I may have needlessly showboated a few corners, dancing off kerbs and sliding a little to flaunt my superiority, but it was all in the interests of giving the crowds a good show.
Alistair, the other drivers, and I gathered in the 5-star corporate box after the race for a chat and celebratory drinks, and to draw straws about who should host the fox hunt after Alistair and I.
Result: 1st
65 A-Spec points
Race Two (again)
Venue: Hong Kong
Foregoing race one, I knew I needed to beat Alistair in Hong Kong to win the championship. This time I had a few tricks up the sleeve of my custom made Polo Ralph Lauren overalls.
Unbeknownst to Alistair, after the Vantage had the nose damage repaired for race three, I acquired a new exhaust system, a modified engine management chip, lightweight racing flywheel, and triple-plate clutch. These were fitted the day after race three in my workshop on the estate. Now my car was breathing freely, and much happier to revolve the engine out of the multitude of slow corners in Hong Kong.
Alas, I managed to turn my ankle stepping out of the plane as we landed in Hong Kong, and try as I might, I could not operate the clutch sufficiently to race Alistair with any pride.
Luckily, I had some support for the race. A man I have followed for some time, Mark B-speccer, was there to watch, and he offered to fill in for me. I have seen him race many times, amassing quite a career, and making me a great deal of money in the process. I had no hesitation in handing Mark the keys (though he usually drives those ghastly BMWs nowadays), and letting him loose in Hong Kong. Being an open wheel racer, the pinnacle of motorsports, he calmly despatched Alistair and his new DB9 by a good 5 seconds at the end of the three laps.
Alistairs pride was a little wounded, but when he saw Mark step from the car, he felt a little less downcast for having been beaten by a world-class driver. Hearty handshakes and champagnes all round ensued, as the organisers announced me as the series winner at last, presenting me the keys to a lovely gold Aston Martin DB9 Coupe, 2003 model. I prefer the lovely gold colour to Alistairs silver model.
Result: 1st
Footnote:
Just to make sure it wasnt only Mark B-speccers ability that got the series win for me, I challenged Alistair to a fresh race in Hong Kong once my ankle was better. I offered to start from 6th place, just as Mark had done, and managed to beat him again, by a similar margin to Mark. Our little $2000 side-bet settled, we sat down to dinner, and to organise the next fox hunt.
Result: 1st
50 A-Spec points
Enjoy.
Aston Martin Cup
Myself:
Aston Martin V8 Vantage 99 (dark green)
My main competition:
Alistair Worthington-McAllister
Aston Martin DB9 Coupe 03 (silver)
Race One
Venue: Fuji Speedway
Upon arriving and seeing the weather clear and bright, the drivers met for an informal briefing before the race. We drew straws to determine starting order, and I unluckily drew the shortest, meaning I would start from 6th in all three races of the series.
I knew I had to get a good start off the line, and as a result was 4th by the time we reached the first corner. We all managed to get through cleanly, with no paint-swapping going on at all! Not that we AM Owners (yes, with a capital O) cant afford to replace or repair a little bodywork. I was chasing Alistair down in a rather large hurry, and managed to slip into second behind him by the end of lap one. I knew he would brake early going into the first corner again, and slipped underneath him as we made the turn. Even the stewards said it was a glorious piece of driving.
From there I was never headed, and managed to beat Alistair by a narrow margin, although his new car had tremendous straight-line speed as we streaked towards the finish, and I thought he may yet catch me. We greeted the judges in P1 and P2 respectively.
Alistair and I met up at his five-star presidential hotel suite, enjoying the company of his latest, beautiful young wife, and planning to gather the social set for a fox hunt at my estate, sometime in the next month.
Result: 1st
65 A-Spec points
Race Two
Venue: Hong Kong
The flight to Hong Kong was a little rough, subjecting myself and my entourage to a little air-sickness. That never happens on my private plane.
I started last, again, with Alistair Worthington-McAllister taking a large lead after lap one. Try as I might, I couldnt be polite about the other gentlemen in their slower Aston Martins, and I may have been a little rough with a couple of them. If they can afford an Aston, they can afford to repair a little body damage, surely! Money is no object to us AM Owners. By the time we crossed the stripe at the end of lap two, I was a mere 4 seconds down on Alistair, and gaining.
Sadly, coming into the long straight, I just brushed the wall with my door, sending my nose into the barrier on the outside of the corner. From there, I was never going to catch the clean-driving playboy Alistair. I greeted the judges 8 seconds down on Alistair.
We congratulated each other, both of us looking forward to the fox hunt later that week, and retired to our garages. From there, the next morning, I loaded the Vantage onto the plane for the flight to the delightful Autumn Ring track.
Result: 2nd
0 A-Spec points
Race Three
Venue: Autumn Ring
Yet another clear, bright day assaulted us as I stepped off the plane. I watched as the workers carefully unloaded the Vantage and delivered it to the track in good order.
I knew I could be quick around this track, having been here many times before. Though it had been redesigned a little since I won the GT3 series here, I felt confident I could throw the big Aston around enough without damage or penalty to beat Alistair Worthington-McAllister.
I had a few moments of dread during the first lap, as my tires came up to temperature, and was only in third by the line. I knew I had to deliver a sterling performance to win this race. Luckily, my competitors did not seem to know the track as well as I, and were braking far too early for many corners, allowing me to pull into first as we rounded the long uphill left coming under the bridge.
From there, all I needed to do was keep it rubber-side down and off the walls. I may have needlessly showboated a few corners, dancing off kerbs and sliding a little to flaunt my superiority, but it was all in the interests of giving the crowds a good show.
Alistair, the other drivers, and I gathered in the 5-star corporate box after the race for a chat and celebratory drinks, and to draw straws about who should host the fox hunt after Alistair and I.
Result: 1st
65 A-Spec points
Race Two (again)
Venue: Hong Kong
Foregoing race one, I knew I needed to beat Alistair in Hong Kong to win the championship. This time I had a few tricks up the sleeve of my custom made Polo Ralph Lauren overalls.
Unbeknownst to Alistair, after the Vantage had the nose damage repaired for race three, I acquired a new exhaust system, a modified engine management chip, lightweight racing flywheel, and triple-plate clutch. These were fitted the day after race three in my workshop on the estate. Now my car was breathing freely, and much happier to revolve the engine out of the multitude of slow corners in Hong Kong.
Alas, I managed to turn my ankle stepping out of the plane as we landed in Hong Kong, and try as I might, I could not operate the clutch sufficiently to race Alistair with any pride.
Luckily, I had some support for the race. A man I have followed for some time, Mark B-speccer, was there to watch, and he offered to fill in for me. I have seen him race many times, amassing quite a career, and making me a great deal of money in the process. I had no hesitation in handing Mark the keys (though he usually drives those ghastly BMWs nowadays), and letting him loose in Hong Kong. Being an open wheel racer, the pinnacle of motorsports, he calmly despatched Alistair and his new DB9 by a good 5 seconds at the end of the three laps.
Alistairs pride was a little wounded, but when he saw Mark step from the car, he felt a little less downcast for having been beaten by a world-class driver. Hearty handshakes and champagnes all round ensued, as the organisers announced me as the series winner at last, presenting me the keys to a lovely gold Aston Martin DB9 Coupe, 2003 model. I prefer the lovely gold colour to Alistairs silver model.
Result: 1st
Footnote:
Just to make sure it wasnt only Mark B-speccers ability that got the series win for me, I challenged Alistair to a fresh race in Hong Kong once my ankle was better. I offered to start from 6th place, just as Mark had done, and managed to beat him again, by a similar margin to Mark. Our little $2000 side-bet settled, we sat down to dinner, and to organise the next fox hunt.
Result: 1st
50 A-Spec points
Enjoy.
