Firstly, I must say that it is a lifelong dream to someday drive the Nurburgring.
I had a dream once that I had rented a 'Ring tuned M3 near the track and drove all the way to the track (a good 15 minutes in the dream). Pulled up the the toll gate then gave it a wave of a season-pass card. Now this part hurts the most, as I remember the rush of adrenaline as the gate opened and there I was, with the Nurburgring in front of me, no traffic or anything. I swear, I could see the heat bubbling off the asphalt ahead of me and, for a few seconds, everything felt so real that I honestly believed I was there. I has somehow grown up and made some money and found my way to one of the few places I want to go before I die. But, as I slipped off the clutch and the car began to pull away, I woke up.
I actually shed tears when I woke up, it felt that real.
I had a dream once that I had rented a 'Ring tuned M3 near the track and drove all the way to the track (a good 15 minutes in the dream). Pulled up the the toll gate then gave it a wave of a season-pass card. Now this part hurts the most, as I remember the rush of adrenaline as the gate opened and there I was, with the Nurburgring in front of me, no traffic or anything. I swear, I could see the heat bubbling off the asphalt ahead of me and, for a few seconds, everything felt so real that I honestly believed I was there. I has somehow grown up and made some money and found my way to one of the few places I want to go before I die. But, as I slipped off the clutch and the car began to pull away, I woke up.
I actually shed tears when I woke up, it felt that real.