So I killed my DR even more this evening. I decided to time trial Laguna to get used to it and test out cars. Also I was practicing with manual transmission and no TCS. Spent about a hour or more just practicing. Finally settled on the Porsche as being the most consistent for me. Some other cars felt faster at times (Beetle) but was more intent on killing me! LOL.
Anyway, I did a thing, and managed to qualify at 1:24.003. Occasionally I would pull out a great lap (for me) and surprise myself and I was getting faster all the time, but between the more common 1:25.xxx and 1:26.xxx I would also spectacularly crash an burn as I pushed it to see what my limits were... I was scared entering a race that I would not be able to maintain that speed!
Race 1. Got a 5th spot qualifying position. The start was not too bad but did not make it 1/2 lap before being punted out into a wall and the inevitable penalty. I proceeded to the end and ended up second to last from the remaining cars.
Race 2. Thought I would try again. Got a 2nd spot qualifying position, my first this high, and had a good start and took the lead on the first hairpin. I did punt the car in front a bit though, but they braked sooo early, wasn't even close to what I thought would be the braking spot. I proceed and pulled quite a lead, but karma came back to bite me at turn 5 where I drifted into the gravel and buried myself. I got back on track but after that I had a complete melt down and crashed twice more before I quit the race before I completed 1 lap. What a waste...
Race 3. Wanted to redeem myself after race 2. Got a 4th place qualifying spot. Very clean start from the top 5. No bumping and good pace. Entering the corkscrew I was still in 4th, but 3rd went a little wiggly causing me to slow a bit more than I would have. 5th rear ended me sending me spinning into the gravel and wall. 4th to last in 3 seconds plus penalty, ugh! I proceeded to finish the race but Laguna is so short that any loss of place will be hard to recover, baring really slow tail enders and incidents ahead. I ended up, something like 11th in the end.
This is not the direction you want to be pointing in the Corkscrew.
I gave the Cossie and bit of a go before I finished for the night. That thing wants to kill you. In fact I remember them from the 80s. They wanted to kill you then as well.
Sidenote, my parents owned a Ford Sierra, but ours was the sad pedestrian version. As I kid of 16 I would lust after the Cosworth version.