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04-12-2014, 08:22 PM | #1 |
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I love my car.
First track day with PFC BBK front kit, PFC 08 compound all around and PFC rotors in the rear. And the first time with toyo r888's.
All I can say is that this was a whole new experience. Immense grip and stopping power, and predictable breakaway left me more confident then ever. Just so much fun. Only downside is the added g forces revel the stock suspension even with my upgraded sways is just too soft. Big smile on my face all day today. But I can't understand why so many are against moving to r compound. I found they were predictable and communicative. Can't wait to get back out. |
04-12-2014, 10:59 PM | #3 |
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The problem with r comps isnt that theyre unpredictable but that there is so much grip you wont learn how to drive at the limit because r compa are so grippy it easily masks mistakes and you just feel faster overall.
You made my decision harder for essex ap racing sprint kit bbk harder now lol. Im also surprised you went aero before upgrading coilovers.
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Problem with R-comps is they're like crack cocaine. They're addictive. Hard to go back on the entry level drugs like max performance summer tires or weed once you try it. And they're a gateway drug to running Hoosier slicks, which is like the heroine of the tire world. Once you go true slicks you're addicted for life.
All joking aside, r-comps are fun if you know what you're doing. They're bad if you don't. I had a student once, he was sharing with a friend with a built-out caged track car with R-comps, and that was his 2nd event ever. After his first full session, in the pits I told him he doesn't need me in his car, not because he was good, but because I can't teach him with the amount of grip and prepared level of the chassis. He was turning in at all the wrong places, getting on the throttle at the wrong time, braking at the wrong time in the wrong places, but because the car and the tire are so damn good, it feels like he's going FAST. So I told him to either find a car with street tires to drive, or he can listen to me and do what I tell him to when I tell him to and hopefully he won't be exceeding the car's capabilities in the wrong place at the wrong time. And if he can't do neither, he can drive solo for the rest of the day 'cause he wasn't going fast enough to get seriously hurt anyway. But from my perspective in the passenger seat, that was the most challenging day of instructing I had to do because it was frustrating for him to hear me critique his driving when he's passing even some of the faster cars out there, to understand that the chassis is capable of SO MUCH MORE. Had he been in a car with street tires, I think it would have been significantly easier for him to grasp some of the concepts quicker, despite him going significantly slower. About a month ago I went to Thermal Motorsports Club with my Veloster Turbo shod with all season Kumho Souless tires, and while my times were nothing to write home about, I had a ton of fun pushing the tires to their absolute edge of adhesion and back. But at the end of the day? I still wish I had bolted on the Hoosiers to see if I could have kept up with that MacLaren 12C. The highs you get from going slow on street tires vs balls out on R-comps isn't comparable.
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