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Foto(s) Friday: C7 Corvette Z06

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Dick Guldstrand, 1927-2015

Driver/engineer Dick Guldstrand passed away last week at the age of 87. I first learned about Mr. Guldstrand from the original Forza Motorsport, which showcased his signature Corvette:

Katech LT1 427

Katech LT1 427. Photo courtesy of Katech.

Katech LT1 427. Photo courtesy of Katech.

Are you looking to swap your supercharged C7 Z06 engine for a naturally aspirated V8? Or are you just in the market for a 700 horsepower Chevy small-block?

Katech recently announced a new 427 cubic inch V8, based on the LT1 normally used in a Corvette Stingray. So it’s sort of like the LS7 from the C6 Z06 but with the variable valve timing and direct injection from the current generation. And it also has 200 more horsepower. You can read here for more details.

Foto Friday: Z06 at Autobahn Country Club

Z06 at Autobahn Country Club

Actual Performance

Actual Performance

I’ve seen a number of cars with lofty goals being announced over the years, but the Devel Sixteen has to be the most ridiculous. 5000 horsepower. 348 miles per hour. And I’ll be shocked if one ever goes on sale with the performance they have promised.

MVP Track Time at Road America

Elkhart Lake, Wisconsin is beautiful place to be in the fall. The trees are changing color and there is a steady mixture of red, orange, and green leaves. My drive to Road America could not be more pleasant.

Since moving to Wisconsin, I’ve made annual visits to the historic race track for the better part of a decade. Some years I will visit twice: vintage racing events in the summer, time trials in the fall.

MVP Track Time is hosting the event this weekend, and my father, aunt, and uncle are all participating in the event. Aston Martin North American Racing is making an appearance as well. There are sure to be plenty of fast cars on the track.

Unfortunately, I’m not making the trip in any sort of performance car. My base model Pontiac Vibe is ill-suited for track duty. Although Aston Martin is offering the opportunity to ride along or even drive in one of their vehicles, I don’t bother asking what the cost is.

I pull into the main entrance of Road America, sign a couple of waivers, and I’m in. I spot a C7 Stingray, a Cadillac CTS-V Wagon, a Porsche 911 GT3. The Pontiac Vibe fits right in.

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The day is warm enough when the sky is clear, but when the sun rolls behind the clouds and the breeze picks up, I’m reminded of colder days at Road America in years past: working at a corner station, bundling myself in a winter jacket, hat, and gloves in a vain attempt to stay warm. Holding the racing flags and shivering beneath the cloudy sky.

I drive across the asphalt, past rows and rows of white enclosed trailers. At the end of the parking area is the Aston Martin group. I spot a coupe and a convertible along with a full-on race car. I’m not sure on the exact models. They all look the same to me.

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“Must be expensive.” – Deckard, Blade Runner

I park the Vibe in a patch of grass and find my dad near the starting grid. He’s talking to Mark V. Pfeffer (hence the initials of MVP Track Time) who has just emerged from driving a Lotus Esprit Turbo with the license plate “FNSICK” (how did that get past the review board?). The Lotus does not belong to Mark, although he states he used to own one like it. He describes the terrific capabilities of the car and it’s obvious he misses owning one.

The Lotus in question

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The first call is made over the PA system for the advanced group, and my dad offers me a ride-along in his Corvette. Good thing I brought my helmet.

Don’t leave home without it.

Don’t leave home without it.

I’ve ridden along with my dad before at Road America. The last time I remember being so overwhelmed that I just prayed the whole time we’d make it back to the pit lane alive.

The C5 Z06 has a few modifications: it’s been lowered on the stock bolts, anti-sway bars front and back, AP Racing calipers up front, and Hoosier tires all around.

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The Corvette accelerates on the straights quickly enough, but where the speed is really felt is in the corners. My dad brakes as late as he can on every turn and carries as much momentum as the Hoosiers will allow.

If you’ve ever read a review of the fifth generation Corvette, everyone will complain about the seats. They are extremely comfortable over long highway rides, but the lack of lateral support is evident on the track. A five-point harness solves the problem and keeps you in place, but my passenger seat has no such feature. Over the course of several laps, I grip the door handle until my hand gets numb. Working toward triple-digit speeds and eclipsing the hill on the front straight of each lap causes my stomach to drop.

My dad has been racing cars longer than I’ve been alive, and riding with him reminds me of how incredibly far my skills are behind his. I can recognize the racing line well enough, but he brakes much later than I would ever dare.

After about 20 minutes of being out on the track, we begin our cool down lap and prepare to exit. I am relieved. My arm is sore and my helmet has pinched my forehead, giving me a headache.

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“You wanna ride with me?” my aunt calls from her GT-R. My dad informs her that I have a headache and am going to take a break.

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“I’m fine!” I say. I’m not about to turn down the chance to ride in a GT-R on the glorious four miles that is Road America. I’ve ridden in, and briefly driven this Nissan before, but never on a race track. The GT-R accelerates out of the pit lane with the greatest of ease. This trait carries through on the other straights, and in the corners, with the computer-aided all-wheel drive system clawing its way across the pavement, never giving a hint of wasting even the smallest amount of traction. The GT-R isn’t loud, but it is noisy. There is always some sort of sound coming from the transmission tunnel. On the front straightaway, the twin-turbo GT-R feels like it could pull forever. In the corners, I’m relieved the seats are well-bolstered.

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On the drive back home, the thrill of Road America is still in my veins as I attack the highway on-ramp with as much speed as the Vibe can muster. Sadly, the acceleration of the Vibe is barely adequate, and I settle back into my 128 horsepower reality.

At least the scenery is nice.

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