The Green Hell…
…Gods gift to petrol-heads everywhere,
13.8 miles of serpentine asphalt
carving its way through the Eifel hillsides.
To understand this unruly racetrack is to have been there.
There is simply no substitute, no way of re-creating 80 years of history.
People with petrol running through their veins from all over the world descend on this
Mecca of race tracks just to say “I did it” I lapped the “green hell”
“The Nurburgring is the circuit by which all drivers are judged”
It’s the Motor sports equivalent of Wimbledon, Tour-de France, World cup and super bowl all rolled into one.
No matter how high a pedestal you’ve put it on, the Nurburgring will never disappoint. There really is nowhere else like it.
For some once is enough, a scare or a near “off” puts everything back into perspective For others the ring has a way of getting a hold of you, consuming you until you can think of nothing else…the racetrack equivalent of crack cocaine!
The first time at the ring is always, no matter how good you think you are, a humbling experience. I read a survey that proclaimed 82% of all drivers consider themselves to have above average ability. The ring has a habit of proving those arrogant enough to believe this, wrong.
