I was pretty confident I was going to do even better my fifth session. I looked around and noticed alot of guys were leaving and not going out the fifth session. I was thinking to myself, "ahhh yes, this next session is going to be good". Darn steering wheel!!
An Asian guy in a newer Z06 w/ Hoosiers, bunch of carbon fiber, and a big azz wing got on my tail coming out of 15 and I pulled him down the straight. I talked to him in the paddock afterwards and he said he was putting down 545 to the rear wheels. I was like no way dude I'm probably putting down 480 and you still couldn't catch me. He claimed the wing slowed him down.
