Archive for year: 2022

Human nature is to be quiet about embarrassing things one has done. But last week Tom Tate shared his latest embarrassing experience with all of the Northeast Region. Emboldened by his brave act I will share mine and encourage others to do the same.

Being used to modern cars, I have assumed that if my garage floor doesn’t show puddles of fluid, all must be fine in the fluid department. In my two years of Caterham ownership, the garage floor had been squeaky clean. So all appeared to be good!

At last year’s final NER autocross, I was driving the Caterham through a fast left-hand sweeper when a loud bang under my seat revealed something serious had happened. I coasted to a stop off track and engaging gear resulted in no forward movement but loud banging and clanking. After getting the car pushed and towed to the pits, it was revealed that the left half shaft had self-destructed spectacularly.

I will not bore you with the difficulty of sourcing the correct parts for a Caterham since they are built with parts from other manufacturers; you have to thoroughly research that the part that you order, when you find a source, is the correct one.

The final background information I need to share is that after an earlier autocross, the adjuster on the front left damper adjuster appeared to be frozen. I contacted the manufacturer, and they authorized a return for warranty repair.

On to the main topic: I first removed the “frozen” damper from the car, a non-trivial task. After removal, I discovered that I had been attempting to soften the damper beyond the softest setting. Softening an already fully softened damper is difficult, I would even say impossible. In my defense, I will say that it is stiff and that I was concerned about making the “problem” worse. On re-installing the damper, I ran into an issue I had when replacing the dampers less than a year before. It is challenging to align the top control arm bolt that goes through the chassis bushing. You have to compress the suspension just right with a jack and then manipulate the bolt blindly through 5 holes that have to be perfectly aligned.

But there is more: I had finally procured the correct half shafts and started dismantling the rear end this spring. My mechanic friend and a constant source of advice had warned me that oil would come spilling out of the differential when I pulled the half shaft out. Well, it didn’t! After installing the half shaft, I removed the fill plug in the differential. It is magnetic and had a beautiful crown of steel shavings sticking out from the magnet. I topped up the differential fluid and now have a new winter project: rebuilding the differential. Maybe an earlier project if it fails completely. There is no bearing noise and just a bit of backlash, so there is hope.

Given this experience, I thought it might be a good idea to also check the gearbox oil level. This is really hard because the fill plug is in less than a one-inch gap between the gearbox and the footwell. To remove it, you have to cut down an Allen wrench so you can get it into the fill plug, loosen it, unscrew it by hand, use a transfer pump to fill the transmission and then go through the painful process of starting the fill plug by hand and tightening it with the cut-down Allen wrench. The good news is that the gearbox fluid was low but not nearly as bad as the differential, and there were no shavings on the magnetic fill plug.

Believe it or not, there is more: When removing the brake and wheel carrier, I had spilled some brake fluid on the floor, and that had been mixed with some oil that had run down the fill tube when the differential had been topped up. I bled the brakes and filled up the brake reservoir. The puddle on the floor would be cleaned when I got the car off the jack stands. This happened a few days later and I was ready to do a quick test drive. Unfortunately, the brake pedal bottomed out with no resistance. There was a brake fluid leak somewhere. Non-functional brakes are a really bad problem. Believing I knew exactly where the issue was, I started unscrewing the flexible fluid line that I had compressed with a vice grip to ensure that only minimal brake fluid leaked out. When I got to the bottom of the line, where it connects with a T that connects the flexible line with the two metal tubes that lead to the wheels, I could see that the bottom of the T was clean, so the leak was causing the fluid to drip down from there. It turned out, however, that the leak was not the flexible line but the metal tube leading to the side where I had replaced the half shaft. Moving it out of the way so I could remove the broken half shaft had loosened the connection at the T. I tightened them all up, re-bled the brakes, and two days later, the brakes were still hard and the reservoir full.

This story could have been a lot longer if I also described the issues I had run into along the way that required head-scratching, analysis, and repeating the same job multiple times. Just one example: When I assembled the brakes and attached the wheel that the new half shaft was attached to, the brake drum rubbed against the backing plate. Rubbing is an understatement; it absolutely refused to rotate. Had I just installed the wrong half shaft? The pundits on the Interweb had described how the newer half shafts should work on older models despite not being the exact same length. After messing around more than you will have the patience to read, I realized that the new wheel bearings were thinner than the old ones, and I needed to install a shim to make up for the difference. Fortunately, I have an industrial lathe in my basement and was able to turn one that fit perfectly. That is after I had turned one that was too thin. I am going to turn one of the same thickness and save it for when I replace the other half shaft.

Ahhhh, the joys of working on old cars!

-Anker Berg-Sonne

It was a long winter but clean living prevailed, and we finally got on the track. The NER season opening DE was over Memorial Day weekend at Thompson Speedway Motorsports Park:  three days of rip roaring fun for novices and veterans alike. 

On Friday there was special attention paid to drivers new to DE and to the track.  After a classroom session by Ed Mansing and their first on-track session, the Green and Yellow drivers (two novice run groups) were sent to a big parking lot for braking and cornering exercises.  Autocross Chair Chris Ryan and his AX crew led the drivers through two sessions of exercises which included a wet skid pad.  (The skid pad was left open during the day for anyone to use.)  There were also classroom sessions for Advanced drivers led by Peter Tracy and Kevin Gross.

 

Friday saw a little mist in the morning but the day stayed dry.  Not so on Saturday where the afternoon was pretty wet (great opportunity for learning!).  Sunday was beautiful and the reduced turnout allowed combining run sessions so drivers could wear out their tires to their hearts’ content.

Saturday night there was a track social that featured a nice selection of your favorite beverages and a catered dinner.  Thanks to Judy Mansing and Pam Mascetta for their usual fine job.

 

As has become the tradition for this event, there was acknowledgement each day of the purpose of Memorial Day with a moment of silence for those who lost their lives in the service of their country. Stan Corbett distributed flags from American Legion Post 234 that had flown over the graves of fallen heroes.

Turnout for the event was a little disappointing and the current signup for the second NER DE at Palmer is also below normal levels.  What are you folks waiting for?  All those people I talked to at the Ground School, where are you?  C’mon and signup!  Here are the counts from Thompson…

Total attendees: 90

Green (Beginner): 17

Yellow (Novice): 13

Blue (Solo): 7

White (Intermediate): 9

Black (Advanced): 16

Red (Instructor): 28 

Note that 10 attendees had never been to a DE before and an additional 10 had never driven at Thompson before.  Speaking of people who had never before attended a DE, one who fit this description was Bill Miniscalco of Sudbury who came with his 2018 Boxster.  Bill was having a great time and encouraged anyone who was on the fence to give it a try.  I asked him what if anything surprised him and his reply was “what a wide variety of cars and levels of experience there are.” Everything from completely stock cars driven by those with no track experience to PCA club racers driving dedicated track cars. And all were very friendly and willing to help and offer advice when asked.

So thanks to co-track chairs Adam Schwartz and Charlie Kenney for running a great event and to Stan Corbett for all the work he does as Registrar (assisted by Paul Skinner and Judi Mansing).  There was a bit of last minute work shuffling as the Covid took out two Chief Instructors (Dave Berman and Tom Buckingham – leaving Mike Woodward in that role). And thanks to Instructor Development Chair Matthew Wallis who is hard at work molding the more experienced drivers into instructors. Our sustainable future depends on attracting new drivers – and in order to host Green and Yellow students we must have a strong cadre of Instructors.

And speaking of moving on up, here are the promotions that occurred at this event…

Green to Yellow:   Patrick Bergstedt and Benjamin Zendejas

Yellow to Blue:  Ana Malone Oliver, Duan Yutong and Diou Shi

Blue to White:  David Timberlake, Jeff Croteau, Ana Malone Oliver (she advanced 2 run groups at Thompson)

White to Black:  Dan Zal, Bobby Jacobsen (NER Region President)

New Instructor:   Michael Bodden

 

Finally, on a personal note, I was there on Sunday with no car – planning to drive Dave Berman’s car after his generous offer.  But Dave was down with the Covid. Up stepped Bob Binder and Chris DeGrace (one of the PCA club racers!) to graciously allow me three sessions of driving. You know the saying:  “It’s not just the cars, it’s the people!”

-Bill Seymour

 

 

Thursday, April 14 is to be a day of finally driving real southern roads. 

Up to now it has been all interstates and connecting local roads. Linda and I (well I much more than Linda) have been looking forward to these mountain roads for some time. 

Skyline Drive is about 105 miles long and snakes along the crest of the Blue Ridge Mountains in Shenandoah National Park.  It begins just south of Front Royal and ends at Afton, Virginia.         

Long before I met Linda, I was into motorcycle touring big time.  One of my dreams was to drive Skyline Drive and the Blue Ridge Mountain Parkway on my Yamaha touring bike.  Now that dream would be fulfilled …. but on 4 wheels not 2.  Driving this ribbon of asphalt should be a real joy in our 911 Porsche. 

Skyline Drive is part of the National Parks System.  Thus, there is a modest $30 charge for admission.  BUT… if you have a National Parks Pass (we have had one for about 10 years) you can just show your card and off you go. 

Since we are driving on a Thursday in April, there was practically NO traffic on the road.  The speed limit is a modest 35 MPH and I need to keep an eye on the speedometer as occasionally I would look down and be hitting 60.  The road is all black top, double yellow line and is in GREAT condition.  You are constantly climbing and then dropping down, negotiating gentle curves and some tight switchbacks.  This is a perfect road for a Porsche.  But I have to remember it is a road for touring, not racing.  We are here for the scenery and by golly there is some great scenery. 

Every couple of miles there are scenic overlooks where you can pull over and take in the view.  Some overlooks will have a marker with a bit of history of the area and/or the spectacle you are gazing at.  Linda and I had planned to spend all day on this section of road.  Since it is 105 miles long and the speed is 35 MPH, we reasoned that it would take us most of the day to complete the task.  We were certainly correct in this calculation.

One fact we discovered the hard way was is that traveling in mid-April has certain disadvantages.  Due to the time of the year many of the rest areas along the drive were closed and locked.  For people of a certain age this can be discouraging.       

Fortunately, about half way along at Mile Marker 53 the Harry F. Bird 

Visitor Center was open.  A bonus for us is that there was a great little museum (no charge) that explained the history of Skyline Drive and how/why it was built.  We spent perhaps 90 minutes here and I personally was struck with the “stories” of the local people who had to sell their land to the government so that the road could be built. 

What was really fascinating (to me at least) is the fact that MANY families lived out here in the mountains of Virginia and the Carolina’s.

Their homes could best be described as rustic.  Local roads were in name only being mostly just cart tracks for horse drawn wagons.  Yet families had existed this way for many generations, living off the land and somehow managing to survive.  When the decision was made to construct Skyline Drive and The Blue Ridge Parkway all this land had to be surveyed.  A price for the land and buildings had to be determined, then eventually sold to the Federal Government so that work could begin.   Just the logistical complications of this boggled my rather feeble mind. 

Sometimes a museum can really open your eyes to a fact of life that you had never considered.  This modest but well thought out space was certainly one that gave my brain a nudge. 

Refreshed after our stop we were back in Miss P and touring the second half of Skyline drive.  The weather was gorgeous if a bit chilly and the road was pretty much our own.  We’d pull off at an overlook and gaze for a while and all this time no other car would pass by either north or southbound.  Truly we had this place to ourselves and I must say we and Miss P really enjoyed the trip.  I can’t believe it is like this in the summer time, or especially in Autumn during foliage season.  But April seems to be an ideal time for traversing these southern roads

By 4:30 we had finished our Skyline Drive journey and it was time to call it a day.  

Afton is the first town one encounters after the southern exit from Skyline Drive.  Linda had booked a room at the Afton Mountain Bed & Breakfast located the Afton / Waynesboro area.  This was our first B&B in many years.  The house was built about 1855 and had great local history.  It was clean as a whistle, the bed was comfortable, the owners were friendly and the breakfast in the morning was top notch. 

 

During breakfast we were seated with a nice couple from the Michigan Upper Peninsula.  Linda and I were traveling Skyline / Blue Ridge from north to south.   William and Susan were traveling the same roads but from south to north.  They had been to the Biltmore in Ashville North Carolina (our eventual destination) and gave us some good tips on the what to look for on the house tour. They even suggested we take the “back stairs tour” which they highly recommended.  Unfortunately, when Linda tried to book this section of the tour later that morning it was sold out.  Bummer.

William gave me a heads up, noting that certain sections of the Blue Ridge Parkway were closed and that we should be aware of this.   He commented that they had driven north about 15 miles along one section of the Parkway and came upon a ROAD CLOSED sign.  They could go no further and had to turn around and retrace their steps.  William was NOT impressed. 

As a side note, for our Porsche Taycan drivers, the Afton B&B has an electric charging station for your EV.  I asked and there is no extra cost for this feature.  Like the morning breakfast it is all included in the rather modest nightly fee.

As we depart our overnight abode, we are set to begin our first section of The Blue Ridge Mountain Parkway.  What new experiences will be on tap for today?  Only time … and miles… will tell.

Next Time

The Blue Ridge Mountain Parkway…

-Ray Boyer

                                                                                                                                

Summer is here along with the warm weather, finally! Come participate in NER’s June events to take full advantage of the sunny month ahead!
 
6/05 NCR – 2022 Autocross Event #2 – 7:00 AM to 4:00 PM
 
6/10 DE at Palmer Motorsports Park – Clockwise – 12:00 AM to 11:59 PM
 
6/12 SoBo at Sweet Berry Farm – 10:00 AM to 12:00 PM
 
6/19 NER – 2022 Autocross Event #2 – 7:00 AM to 5:00 PM
 
6/19 Cars and Coffee @ Lala Java Northborough, MA – 8:00 AM to 10:00 AM
 
6/26 Porsches and Coffee @ University Station – 8:00 AM to 11:00 AM

 

Our plan for day 2 is to spend as much time as possible at the Air & Space Museum.  In case you might not know this, the MAIN Air & Space Museum on the Washington Mall has been closed for a couple of years.  They are renovating the building and have plans to re-open it sometime in late 2022. 

Until a couple of years ago we did not know that there is an Annex to the main downtown A&S museum.  The Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center is located in Chantilly, Virginia, right next to Dulles Airport.  This building has been open during Covid times and a mask was required.  But the mask mandate was dropped in early April… so our mid-April arrival was fortuitious.  No mask and a full day to explore.  Doors open at 10 and close at 5:30…so we hopped to spend all day exploring this wonderful museum.

Linda and I hit the road by 8:30 AM after a FREE full breakfast at Embassy Suites in Wilmington, DE.  Traffic is moderate as we negotiate the roads through Baltimore and around Washington DC.  The Porsche Navigation system does its usual flawless guidance and we cover the 120-mile drive in just about 2 hours, arriving at the museum building right on schedule just past 10:30 AM. 

Not wanting to receive any “door dings” from other cars we park Miss P way off from everyone else and begin to head in.  But before that we take a quick walk through a few rows of the parking lot.  You see Linda and I like to play the License Plate game.   As we drive, we keep an eye out for license plates from all the other states.  Linda makes up a master list before we leave (Linda loves lists), and when we see a plate either she or I sing out “hey, there is Tennessee … do we need Tennessee??”.                                                              

Linda consults the list and gives the answer.  “No, we saw Tennessee yesterday on Route 95 near New Haven”.   For Linda, a completed detailed list is much better than just a plain old list.

We have some simple rules for this game.  We cannot count large tractor trailers or U-Haul vehicles of any kind.  However, if a U-Haul is pulling a trailer with car on it… we CAN count that plate on the car.  If we are in a particular state (say Vermont) we cannot count a Vermont plate… as that seems as if we are cheating.  RVs are OK and so are small vans.

BOTH of us do not have to see the plate to confirm an ID. Many times, Linda is looking down at her map or consulting her I-phone… or sometimes (God forbid) sleeping.  So, if I call out “Hey, there is Wisconsin, do we need Wisconsin ??”  it will be counted even though she may not be able to confirm the “hit”.  It takes her a couple of seconds to come back to consciousness… you understand … and by that time Wisconsin is well down the road.  “I’m sorry Linda, I didn’t know you were sleeping.”  Her return smirk conveys the fact that she does not really believe me. 

Thus, before we head in to the Air & Space we take a quick tour of the adjacent parking lot, just to see if there are any “victims” we can nail.  Sure enough we find a good one, Alaska. That is always a tough plate to snag.  So today is looking good and we have not even entered the building!

Since this is a National Museum, the admission is FREE.  The only cost is a modest $15 to park for the day.  Considering what it now costs to park in downtown Boston, $15 is a steal for sure.  

This museum is really a case of sensory overload for anyone who has even a passing interest in the history of flying and the advance of aviation technology since the early 1900’s.  

The building is actually 3 HUGE hangers connected together and housing a vast array of every kind of flying machine you can imagine. There are lots of military planes including an SR 71 Blackbird reconnaissance plane, the Enola Gay – a B-29 bomber that dropped the first atom bomb, plus many civilian aircraft like the Supersonic Concord.   Add in other sections dedicated to Sport, Business, Commercial and General Aviation, plus World War II planes from both the Allied and the German side of the struggle and one could easily spend several days just gawking at all the hardware.   

The section that really caught our attention was the hanger dedicated to Space Flight.   Here was housed the massive Space Shuttle Discovery.  Everyone wants a picture in front of the Shuttle.   (see attached Jpeg… a smiling Linda). 

Both my wife and I, and we would guess at least a few who are reading this narration, grew up during the “space race” of the mid 60’s to late 70’s.  This was a time of rapidly advancing space flight technology and much of it is displayed here in the James S. McDonnell Space Hanger.  We spent at least 90 minutes here and still must have missed at least 50% of what was on display.

Time was marching on and one section I really wanted to see was the Restoration Hanger.  You cannot actually go into this area, but from the second-floor balcony you can look down and see several different vintage aircraft being refurbished.   It reminded me of what it must be like to be at a Porsche restoration facility and watch the technicians working on an old 356 or perhaps a 917 racer.  The only difference was the SIZE of the items the people below were working on and the overall complexity of the task.  A mid 70’s 917 race car is SIMPLE compared to a 2-engine bomber from WW II.  But the passion to see the project finished to perfection must be the same for both groups of restorers. 

The museum closes at 5:30 and true to form Linda and I are being ushered out the door promptly at 5:29. We hop into Miss P (no dings on the doors thankfully) and head out southwest for a 60-mile drive to Front Royal, VA.  This small town is at the Northern end of Skyline drive.  We check into our Hampton Inn (another Hilton chain) and find a nice local restaurant for a fine meal.   

Tomorrow is a day we have been waiting for.  Let’s hope it’s sunny so we can enjoy the ride.

-Ray Boyer

 

 As many of my loyal readers know, this column tends to pass along stories that are upbeat; at least, that is my intent. Since I’m the writer I realize that I tend to also post tales that make me look good. Sometimes that is tough to do because I make some of the same mistakes that everyone else does. When an axle nut didn’t get tightened correctly, and the rear wheel came off the Speedster on the way home from an autocross, I just didn’t mention that in my next column. But when I want to change the oil in a C4S and save $450 off the dealer’s price, the description goes on forever. The underlying thread is that I’m a genius. Of course, we all know that isn’t true.

 I am the first to complain about the media and the biased reporting that we are all subjected to every day. I know that Walter Cronkite died years ago, and with him, the news reporting that I grew up with. A news story reported today could sound like two different events depending upon what station you are watching. No wonder the generation behind me doesn’t watch TV news. In the interest of full disclosure,  this month’s column will have some bad news in it. The good news is that I’m OK.

The race season is finally at full speed, and my first race was at Watkins Glen last month. It was an AER race, a two-day enduro that ran 8 hrs one day and 6 hrs the next. The cars were provided by Matt Connelly Motorsports. BMW 330’s that I have driven in the past. Terrific cars that can pretty much pass anything on the track at will.

 My co-driver, Rob, couldn’t make the trip, but I went up a couple of days early to get in some practice. The weather wasn’t great, but the ride out was great fun in the newest garage resident, a 2015 Turbo S.   I even had time to look around The Glen a bit and see some of the local attractions.

 

 

 Practice started with a wet track, but the car stuck pretty well even if the lap times weren’t that good. Matt brought two similar cars, and they were set up exactly the same. We had four drivers for each car, and everyone took a turn as the track began to dry out. My morning time was the slowest in the group, so I had to get serious in the afternoon; besides, I like driving in the rain. There is a nice data screen on the dash that shows the projected lap time as the course is being driven. If you brake too early or don’t carry enough speed through a turn, the projected lap time will be increased. In the same way, if you do the corner just right or hit the brakes later, the time on the screen will begin to fall. On my last practice lap, the racing line was finally dry, and my times were starting to fall, so I was determined to finish strong.

 With only two turns left and the timer looking good, I drove into turn ten flat out in 4th gear. Carrying just a bit more speed than the dry line could hold, I dropped two wheels onto the wet portion of the pavement and began to lose even more traction.  I have spun in turn ten before and always caught it, but this time was different. I remember thinking, keep my foot down, don’t lift, steer in the direction of the skid, you got this. But I didn’t.  The back of the car snapped around before I could react, and I was headed to the inside guard rail. I did get both feet down before impact, but it was close. The good news was that because this turn saw a lot of spins, there was a double row of tires up against the Armco barrier. That allowed a bit of a cushion before metal hit metal. The right front corner hit first as I was sliding backward, and that slammed the entire right side into the tire wall.

As the photos show, the left side still looks good, but the right side lost a lot of pieces. Tires, brakes, part of the front spoiler, and even a door handle got left on the track.

 I bounced around inside the car a bit, but the 5-point harness, along with the Hans device and race seat (which was displaced), kept me from any serious injury. I could hear the helmet tapping the roll cage as the Hans straps held my head on straight. The seat belts left their marks on my body, and my right arm suffered a good size bruise when it was restrained by the netting that did its job.  

The crash crew was there in less than a minute, and I had my arm out the window so that they knew that I was OK. I was certainly more embarrassed than hurt especially considering that this was practice. Nobody crashes in practice, a race, maybe but not while practicing. The fire extinguishers were at the ready but not needed, and the ambulance pulled up to offer me a ride a minute later. There were questions to answer (like: where are you?) and forms to fill out.

I have certainly crashed before; it happens when you race, but never bad enough to total a car. The front frame was pushed left when the right front tire hit the wall, but the engine and drivetrain were spared any damage. That became important when the other car suffered an engine failure due to a driver finding 3rd gear when he meant to go to 5th at speed. The engine swap was done on Sat night in less than 4 hrs, so the other drivers didn’t lose their racing seat time. That engine ran to the end on Sunday, proving I would’ve had a great race if I hadn’t crashed.

I was thankful that I didn’t break any bones, and I still knew what day it was when I was asked at the Care Center, but I sure felt like a jerk. The track insurance saved my bank account, and Matt was really good about the damage I did to his car. As he said, “you don’t really know where the limit is until you exceed it” sometimes it hurts, sometimes it doesn’t. This time it hurt, but I definitely know where the limit is, in turn, ten on a damp track.

 -KTF   

It became a glorious day for our Porsches and Coffee at our first meet of the season at Sweet Berry Farm.  More than 60 cars parked on the newly mowed lawn bounded by blooming apple trees.  The island, cooled by Narragansett Bay kept the temperature in the 70s, while inland temperatures were in the 90s.

photo: Larry Levin

I must mention the recent service on my 911 C4.  I noticed that the black paint on the radiator’s air diverter below the bumper had worn off; the leading edges were now grey, and there was a small hole in the plastic probably from a stone.  I asked the service advisor if we could just paint it; he replied “No”.   I said “I suppose the replacement costs is around $700.00”.  He said “actually it’s around $720”.  Although I didn’t try it, my advice to you is try the paint.

That leads me to another story:  My one and only Navy shore duty assignment in 20 years was my last three years assigned to the Navy Underwater Systems Center, Newport RI as the Junior Project Engineer for the Mk 117 Fire Control System (the first digital submarine combat control system).  For those of you that remember the blizzard of 78, I was the base duty officer the next day and had to drive on the base and relieve another guy.  As I approached West Main’s 2 Mile Corner I saw a pile of snow nearly two feet high across the road.  At that time, I had my 65 356C and was confident driving in the snow.  I hit the snow square on; the Porsche’s bottom pan acted like a ski and slid right over the top and I resumed driving the last mile or so to the base; no dents or bruises.

photo: Larry Levin
photo: Larry Levin

I was reminded of my 356C pan story when I interviewed newcomer Daniel Smith who arrived in his first Porsche.  I believe he was the one that told me that the panels beneath the car were missing because the previous owner removed them believing that the engine would run cooler, thereby easier wear on the engine, an incorrect belief.  Removing the panels really does negatively affect the car’s handling, especially when passing through 100. On my 996 the panels have to be installed from rear to front, ensuring that the panels correctly overlap.  

Meeting a retired ex fast attack submariner like myself, it was fun to reminisce not only about our careers but also our Porsches. This was Daniel Smith, who along with his children Elan and Eden, arrived in his first Porsche, a 95 993 with just 75k miles.  Purchased in Omaha he enjoyed the drive back home.  Daniel had a poster of a Porsche in his room as a kid, and in his neighborhood there were three Porsches.  Daniel enjoys working on his Porsche, loves the ride and the sound of the door closing, “sounds like a bank vault”.  


Sterling Vernon parked his 86 944, exterior Grand Prix White with a Burgundy interior and wood inlays, with about 120k on odometer. Owner of 6 Porsches, Sterling has always been a Porsche Guy. When he was about 8 years old his uncle took him to his first ball game at Fenway in his 1970 911 S.  Sterling’s first Porsche was a used 99 Boxster, then in 2003 a new Boxster.  Additionally, Sterling enjoys wrenching his Porsches saying “It’s the pleasure of the drive”.


Chris Casali arrived with Letitia Wallace in his stunning Maritime Blue 91 C2 with RS suspension.  The engine was rebuilt by EPE after purchase a year and a half ago, odometer displays 135k.  Chris’s first Porsche was a 91 C4 two years ago.  For the last 10 years Chris has had an affection for Porsches.  The C2’s attraction is that it is modern enough, but air cooled.  “The drive is raw and engaging”. I asked Letitia what is the fastest she has been in the car, she replied “120”.


Colin Patterson parked his 2022 GT Silver 718 Spyder, with PDK.  Purchased new, this is his eleventh Porsche.  Colin says, “the newer the Porsche the better is the Porsche”.  The only negative to his current Porsche is the sound compared to his older Porsches, the sport exhaust has an additional CAT.  He just purchased it in January and has already driven it 1200 miles.  When he was 16 or 17 years old, living in Jamaica, he saw a banker driving a Porsche; the rest is history. 


Eddie and Mari Lopez parked their 2018 Cayman 718.  Purchased used less than a year ago this Porsche has a carbon fiber kit.  Eddie has two additional Porsches; his first, five years ago, was a 97 Boxster.  Eddie always loved Porsches and Ferraris saying, “I can afford Porsches”.


The next SoBo is scheduled for 12 June (10-Noon) at Sweet Berry Farm, 915 Mitchell’s Ln, Middletown, RI. The event as always is FREE, and no pre-registration is necessary. The only requirement to park on the grass is your Porsche. A Porsche logo sign should be in place directing you to the parking area.  Sweet Berry Farm is child friendly, encouraging small children to enjoy a working farm, so when entering and exiting, drive carefully. And, as always, for any SoBo related questions, please email me at:  [email protected]

Rog Slocum
127 Center Ave.
Middletown, RI 02842
e-mail:  [email protected]

NER Autocross Presented by PCANER and Porsche Norwell

NER opened up its 2022 Autocross competition season on May 22. Porsche Norwell was the sponsor of the event, and Nick Vullemier and Brian Leonard were on hand from Norwell, driving a 2018 718 Cayman.

Rob MacAlpine set up a great course using the Miata Club’s larger cones. His club had been running the day before, and I had stopped by the airfield to check in, and we decided to leave cones in place and reuse portions of his course for our event to save setup time and make a little less work for Rob and his helpers in the morning. The plan worked out well – especially as we were facing temperatures in the upper nineties.

After cancellations and no-shows, 58 drivers participated in the event. We had an unusually large number of dual drivers, so we split most of them into separate run groups to simplify grid management. We also had 23 novices, 10 of whom had just participated in our Season-opening Autocross school two weeks prior.

The course was fairly technical but loosened up a bit to help minimize cone hits and reduce the workload on the course workers in the extreme heat. We had plenty of water on hand, and it all worked out well. A slight breeze throughout the day was a lifesaver.

 

By the end of the day, seven drivers had posted times below 70 seconds; Rob MacAlpine posted FTD at 66.850, and Ollie Lucier posted Porsche FTD at 68.353.

Chris Darminio took Class 1 unopposed in his 1976 914 with a 73.884. Class 3 saw the return of old friends Adam Small and Christine Skaubitis, giving Bob Canter some competition and adding to the representation of air-cooled Porsches. Adam took the Class with a 72.802. Neil Halbert edged out George Rouhart in Class 4 with a 73.882, and Dan Gramm took Class 5 in his 97 Boxster with a 77.515. Class 6 fielded seven drivers, and Devon Yablonski took it with a 69.989 in his 2014 Cayman S, narrowly beating Mark Skala to do it. Glenn Champagne was the class winner in Class 7, posting a 76.339 in his 1999 996 Carrera. Henry Wu prevailed in class 8, posting a 69.770 in his 2014 991 Carrera S frustrating Jeremy Mazzariello and Erick Aubin, who were right behind him. Nigel Fenwick was the winner in Class 9, co-driving Bill Aubins 2020 GT4 with a 69.433. Ollie Lucier’s 68.353 took class 10, and Rob MacAlpine’s 66.850 topped Anthony Nunez’s 67.112 to take Class 11.

In the Novice Class, the top 6 drivers posted some pretty respectable times, all below 78 seconds, with Brian Nett posting a 73.838 to take the Class and getting himself booted out of the Novice category.

Full results can be seen on our Live Timing/Archive site by going to https://porschenet.com/ax, scrolling down to the date of Autocross #1 (May 22, 2022), then selecting  “Results.”

Thanks again to everyone for coming out to our first event of 2022. Our next event is on Sunday, June 19, and registration is open on motorsportreg.com. I hope to see a good crowd out there for that date!

-Chris Ryan

 

The Day’s Results