As it turns out, the shop has had some "issues" with tuning the RS2. I overheard the lead tech muttering something about "...AWD malarky..." and "...why we call it the butt-dyno..." Personally, I don't give a flying wingnut. Just hand me the keys to a car with a full tank and I'm gone in 60. Whichever wheels melt rubber first is not my concern and not what I'm paid for. My job is to push the car from A to B as fast as possible and report my observations to the shop for analysis.
While the lead tech spends a fair amount of time grumbling about what our clients bring to the shop, one of the apprentice mechanics, who clearly has too much time on her hands, introduced me to her own project car. Here's a woman who must have grown up using sparkplugs for hair rollers. She spent much of her time following the exploits of one Sabine Schmidt and her escapades at the Nordschleife.
So, it came as no surprise that the project car in question was one of BMW's E30 M3s, conservatively modified for track use. She christened the car "Blaze" after it's inaugural lap. After a few laps of my own, it was clear there was more to this Bavarian than just the paint job.
