The appeal of these cars never faded for me. My desire to see these legendary cars in action never died.
And I can say with certainty, the reality is every bit as good as the fantasy.
There I saw cars of the sort that ignited my passion for racing, four decades ago. I saw some of the cars that fueled my desire to learn about and follow racing, some of the cars that inspired me to read and research and seek out every photo and every bit of text about them.
I saw my dreams, come true.
I got to see a Shelby GT-350 battle with a Ferrari 365 Daytona, an Aston Martin DB5 going head-to-head with a late-50’s Corvette, a Porsche 962 chasing an Audi R8—the R8 that won Le Mans five times. I saw Lolas, Chevrons, a Lotus 23b … and I got to see them race.
‘Racing’ Is part of ‘Racing History’
Historic racing is not about TV exposure, sponsorship, high-dollar contracts or endorsement deals. These drivers race not for money, nor for fame—these guys race to race. And they race hard.
Some people might think that these gorgeous classic cars—genuine pieces of automotive history—belong in museums, where they might be enjoyed by many, always.
The drivers push these cars to their limits … and occasionally beyond. Nobody likes to see a rare automotive gem damaged, but to the owners and drivers of these machines, a bit of body damage is like a bruise to a boxer—it’s part of life, if that life is lived right.
There were some unfortunate collisions, several lurid spins, and one IMSA-era Porsche was crumpled up pretty completely. But at the end of the day, everyone—drivers, fans, and if you can credit them with feelings, the cars themselves—were satisfied by an exciting day of racing.
Horrendous Weather, Courageous Performances
The Sebring Fall Classic is a usually a three-day event, starting on Friday and ending on Sunday with the Four Hours of Sebring. This year, Mother Nature decided that two-and-a-half days would be enough.
Monsoon rains drowned out most of Friday’s program. The organizers had to postpone the last half of the day’s schedule until Saturday, because the track was simply undrivable.
Saturday started equally grimly, cold with heavy overcast and steady rain, which became intermittent—returning just as the drivers, and fans, started to hope the track would dry out enough for racing.
Today Will Be the ‘Golden Age’ of the Future
After the Classic GTs and Historic endurance racers, historic and vintage GTs took the track. A Jaguar XKE, a ‘56 or ’57 Vette, a Lotus 23b from the early 60’s, Porsche 356s and coupes from a decade earlier … Seeing a black and gold Shelby being chased by a blood-red Ferrari Daytona, just as it was when the cars were new, gave me a thrill that contemporary cars don’t provide.
Of course, no one expects a mid-fifties Porsche with a four-cylinder, 90 bhp motor to keep up with a 12-cylinder Ferrari almost twenty years newer. For these drivers racing the cars they could race, not winning overall, was the goal. These drivers wanted to get on the track, find who on the track was in their class, and have at it—and they did.
Fans in the Fifties appreciated the cars, the drivers, and the spectacle of those drivers driving those cars at speed, at the limit of performance, at the limit of safety. Fans might not know who was ahead or who was behind in the race, but they would know that the car approaching was a Ferrari or a Porsche, or a Ford, based on the sound. Every car had a distinct personality: there were no cookie-cutter cars.
Watching those racing icons, those dream cars of my youth, circle the track at full speed, gave me a renewed appreciation for racing. I think now that when the 2010 season starts, I will find a much deeper enjoyment in watching the latest models hit the track. After all, one day, these will be the cars of some child’s dream, finally come to life at some future Sebring Fall Classic.