Just got done racing Desert Speedway in SCGT at GT3 level.
I finished the GTQ level placing first in all 3 events.
I was thinking "Man, this sim is too easy".
I was in for a suprise.
When I started my career in GTQ level I bought the 1st Porsche (The
white one with red flames) and added $20,000 worth of upgrades.
When I won the GTQ division I was awarded $227,000.
I was going to buy a GT3 class car but when I looked at the HP and
torque for my modifed Porsche I saw it execelled the stock GT3 cars.
SO I spent $220,000 upgrading my Porsche,.
The first race of the GT3 season was at Desert Speedway with 11 AI
drivers and 25 minutes. I figured my fuel and tires would last for 15
minutes so I knew I would need to pit.
Started out I blew into from 12th to 5th at the start.
That bozo in the #28 Porsche spun and caused a massive pile-up at the
start (Sounds like multi-player GPL :)
I got lucky and zoomed by him.
All the while I'm thinking "Crap, this is going to be a peice of cake"
Was I wrong? You betcha.
I was humming along right on the 4th place tail when low and behold
this nut behind me pulls and Earnhardt on my rear.. I get loose.. do a
wild spin and end up looking at my ass.
Slamm it forward come outta the grass and start screming through the
turns.. man, Desert Speedway is an awesome track. The slide and swerve
type of turns if you know what I mean.
After about 10 minutes I'm in 3rd trying my damnest to catch the 2nd
place car. Yes they do slow down more than me in the turns, but.. hee
hee.. but they know HOW to slow down.. Every time I thought I was
going to blow his doors off in a turn he would turn into my driving
line causing me to back off..
Finally around 13 minutes into the race I'm on his bumper.. Guess what
friends.. tire wear IS modeled. I barley taped his bumper then it felt
like my whole car turned into ice.
I went rocketing into the sand.. got my car side ways.. fought with
the wheel trying to pump the gas to get me straight..
KA-BLAMM... I smack a wall on the drivers side door. Bone jarring and
my car goes up on two wheels.. Totters....Then slaps back down..
Zoom zoom zoom.. I see cars laughing at me as they eat up position.
Go go go.. I get back in line.. In 10th..
I start eating back through the slower guys.. Then I look at my fuel..
I have to pit with 2 laps or I'm gonna be pushing the car back to the
pits..
Next lap, I fly into the pits, only add 10 gallons of gas, no damage
fix.. full tires.
10 second pit..
I get back and I'm in 7th...
With 3 minutes left to go I'm thinking.. WHAT ?? They dont pit?
I was fuming.. I was mad.. I was.... Oh cool.. there pitting..
6th... 5th......4th..3rd...
In less than half a lap I'm snuggled up behind Mr. Earnhardt that had
spun me earlier... Pay back is hell buddy.... Whoo hahahhaha
As we get to the first chicanes (Spelling?) I make my move...
I hear a nice satisfying crunch as he bounces into some tires..
I see number #1 in front..
The white flag is out...
Coming down the first straight away.. I beat him into the turn..
Yeehaw... I'm in 1st with half a lap left...
2 turns left...
2nd place is trying to get around me..
left side.. right side... trying to slip through..
I'm paying too much attention to the mirror.. I look in front of me
just in time to see....
A car spinning in front of me..
WTF?? SHiiiii./ SMACK.......
A lapper must have got over anxious...
I hear wild laughter as 2nd place becomes 1st.. again...
I'm on him.. I can see the finish...
Come on come on.. catch him...
He wins by about 2 car lengths,,,
I pull my plasterd hand of the joystick....
Wheew.. What a race....
Hey, I won $15,000 for my troubles :)