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the end, you realised you were all alone.
NUERBURG, GERMANY
May 2008
Formula One Racing may have officially started in the late 1940s and the MotoGP may have had its inaugural season in 1949 but the true adrenaline rush and challenge of racing had been made popular decades earlier. In 1925, Architect Gustav Eichler envisioned the completion of a race track that would display the perfection of German automotive engineering and the best racing talent of the country, all in one place. This vision came alive two years later when the Nuerburgring Race Track was completed. It consisted of 174 bends and measured approximately thirty feet wide. It was built around the village of Nuerburg in the Eifel mountain area.
Divided into three main sections, the track consisted of the Northern Loop, the Southern Loop and the warm up area which was known as the Finish Loop. In the late 1960s when Formula One cars took on a different design and were overseen by strict professional guidelines, the Nuerburgring was deemed unsafe and eventually had its last competitive race in 1976.
The challenges and risks the Nuerburgring provided a driver led to its nickname, the Green Hell which was given by racing legend Jackie Stewart. Over time, sections of the track were demolished to reconstruct the new Grand Prix Race Track which was completed in 1984 and became known as G.P. Strecke. Eventually, with the old and new combined, the entire area is now known as the Nuerburgring Motorsports Complex.
It has a huge following amongst those who are passionate about vehicle racing. Public sessions have become popular at Nuerburgring and people are known to race all types of vehicles including bicycles. The track has also seen its share of controversy with up to ten people a year reported dead during these public sessions. May was an especially exciting month for Nuerburgring fans as the tracks stayed opened for twenty four hours on selected days.
Located just outside the Nuerburg town area, the parking lot at MoonStar Inn Nuerburg overflowed with highly modified bikes of all kinds which included Suzuki GSX-Rs, Fireblades, Ninjas and Yamaha R1s. These vehicles were parked alongside a whole host of super tourers like Hiyabusas and Kawasaki ZZR-1400s. A smaller property with contemporary design and cheaper rates, the MoonStar Inn attracted a younger group of travellers and was a much needed stop on the way to the Green Hell. On this particularly warm night, at least fifty of these enthusiasts had gathered for the barbecue which of course, included free-flow of alcohol and a live band.
Some of them had been on the road together since the group of bikers had left central London, a week earlier. Others had joined in along the way and some had met each other for the first time. All of them instantly clicked because of their passion for high speed vehicles and racing.
For Nicholas Laurie who looked far younger than his twenty-nine years, this was his third trip to the Green Hell. But this time around he had two rings on his mind. In two days, he looked forward to creating a new record at the Nuerburgring for his bike category, 250cc. The mere thrill of racing at the Green Hell would renew his childhood passion for bikes. His mother always joked that he had loved bikes even before he had started to walk. Beating the Green Hell would be a tremendous achievement, not to mention it was the perfect way to honour the memory of his late father who had shared his enthusiasm.
A lot of preparation had been poured into his potential win. But just for tonight, it was time for a little fun. As the band belted out a loud hip hop melody, Nicholas looked across the room and saw the rest of his life. She slowly walked towards him. Karen always teased that sometimes she was not sure whom he loved more, her or his bike. For more than ten years, they had stuck together through thick and thin.
The fact that they had made it thus far and
NUERBURG, GERMANY
May 2008
Formula One Racing may have officially started in the late 1940s and the MotoGP may have had its inaugural season in 1949 but the true adrenaline rush and challenge of racing had been made popular decades earlier. In 1925, Architect Gustav Eichler envisioned the completion of a race track that would display the perfection of German automotive engineering and the best racing talent of the country, all in one place. This vision came alive two years later when the Nuerburgring Race Track was completed. It consisted of 174 bends and measured approximately thirty feet wide. It was built around the village of Nuerburg in the Eifel mountain area.
Divided into three main sections, the track consisted of the Northern Loop, the Southern Loop and the warm up area which was known as the Finish Loop. In the late 1960s when Formula One cars took on a different design and were overseen by strict professional guidelines, the Nuerburgring was deemed unsafe and eventually had its last competitive race in 1976.
The challenges and risks the Nuerburgring provided a driver led to its nickname, the Green Hell which was given by racing legend Jackie Stewart. Over time, sections of the track were demolished to reconstruct the new Grand Prix Race Track which was completed in 1984 and became known as G.P. Strecke. Eventually, with the old and new combined, the entire area is now known as the Nuerburgring Motorsports Complex.
It has a huge following amongst those who are passionate about vehicle racing. Public sessions have become popular at Nuerburgring and people are known to race all types of vehicles including bicycles. The track has also seen its share of controversy with up to ten people a year reported dead during these public sessions. May was an especially exciting month for Nuerburgring fans as the tracks stayed opened for twenty four hours on selected days.
Located just outside the Nuerburg town area, the parking lot at MoonStar Inn Nuerburg overflowed with highly modified bikes of all kinds which included Suzuki GSX-Rs, Fireblades, Ninjas and Yamaha R1s. These vehicles were parked alongside a whole host of super tourers like Hiyabusas and Kawasaki ZZR-1400s. A smaller property with contemporary design and cheaper rates, the MoonStar Inn attracted a younger group of travellers and was a much needed stop on the way to the Green Hell. On this particularly warm night, at least fifty of these enthusiasts had gathered for the barbecue which of course, included free-flow of alcohol and a live band.
Some of them had been on the road together since the group of bikers had left central London, a week earlier. Others had joined in along the way and some had met each other for the first time. All of them instantly clicked because of their passion for high speed vehicles and racing.
For Nicholas Laurie who looked far younger than his twenty-nine years, this was his third trip to the Green Hell. But this time around he had two rings on his mind. In two days, he looked forward to creating a new record at the Nuerburgring for his bike category, 250cc. The mere thrill of racing at the Green Hell would renew his childhood passion for bikes. His mother always joked that he had loved bikes even before he had started to walk. Beating the Green Hell would be a tremendous achievement, not to mention it was the perfect way to honour the memory of his late father who had shared his enthusiasm.
A lot of preparation had been poured into his potential win. But just for tonight, it was time for a little fun. As the band belted out a loud hip hop melody, Nicholas looked across the room and saw the rest of his life. She slowly walked towards him. Karen always teased that sometimes she was not sure whom he loved more, her or his bike. For more than ten years, they had stuck together through thick and thin.
The fact that they had made it thus far and
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