The kind folks at Flussig Magazine invited me to do a series on guest columns about the life of an American living in Europe trying to make a living as a race car driver. But for me, personally, it is more than that. My wise father (funny to note he gets a little bit wiser with each passing year, or maybe it’s that I listen a bit more closely…sometimes it’s hard to tell) said to me that if I am really, really lucky I can make a living driving a race car. He is a very successful business man so he probably has the ‘making a living’ part down pretty good. But he also told me that many racers have tried and failed to own and manage a team while driving. I must have missed that last part (see comment above about listening closely), because I have been busting my arse (what the Brits call ass) over here in the UK, trying to make the fledgling racing outfit I co-own, Team Technik, a winning force to be reckoned with in the GT3 racing world.
Yeah as you might suspect, we are the quintessential small and plucky team. But the other, bigger teams know who we are. We may not have the dollars, or huge sponsor package (although they are very good…props to all our sponsors!), but we manage to more than hold our own. Most race weekends we are in the running to score points. We have not won a race outright yet, but we all think it is only a matter of time.
So what’s a red blooded, Porsche GT3 driving, professional racer doing writing for a front engine, water pumping enthusiast rag? Easy. I have a really soft spot for the 968 and the 968 CS and the ultra rare 968 Turbo. As a matter of fact I used to own a 968 while in college. But that is another story.
Gotta run. Something to do with the fact that Zaca needs to talk to me about gear ratios for our next practice session at Rockingham.