The best man in our wedding, Mike Jantz, has an awesome tuned STI. He likes to drive it fast. He has friends who like to drive fast. So Mike organized a track day at El Toro on Easter Sunday.
Here’s how it all went down… (loosely set to the synopsis of The Fast & The Furious (the original. See, you can tell because it has the article ‘the’ in the title two times).
Mike Jantz drives the streets of L. A. as if he owns them. As far as his sweet STI is concerned, he does. He spends his days making video games and his nights playing video games. Once he hits the road, though, its a no holds barred race from one stop light to another as he battles traffic to his destination.
That is until the day he organizes some sweet ass street theater he calls “El Toro Easter Sunday Track Day 2009”. On that day and in that location he and a bunch of his hot rodding best buds and their ladies show up for a showdown where the rubber meets the road.
The races are a tribal gathering and a battlefield fueled by adrenaline, Subway sandwiches, potato chips, sexual tension, Coke, Pepsi and raw, out-of-control speed. Throngs pack the otherwise desolate air field to cheer and to jeer and to belong, at least until their kids’ nap time. Mike struts through this high-octane outlaw scene like a rock star, presiding over the hungry roar of engines, all set to test the limits.
Conor Logan is hooked, hungry and ready to test the limits, too. He prides himself on being a bad ass drummer and singer, but to this crowd he’s just some dude in a silver STI. After a blazing encounter with the ruthless cone delineated field, Mike decides Conor would be fun to drag race. Conor’s wife Zena likes what she sees, too and decides to challenge some very friendly mo-fo’s in sweet rides to some races of her own. She wins most of them, ties a couple and never comes in last. So that’s pretty cool.
Conor is under deep cover, investigating the wear on his tires and the heat coming off of his engine. The police train to drive these courses and he knows he’s man enough to finish the ride without knocking down any cones. Water and soda flow freely through the street-racing scene as everyone takes breaks from time to time to check out the hard core drift drivers on the course next to them. Mike and Conor both suspect those guys know how to drive.
As the rivalry between Mike’s friends escalates and the engines heat up to ever more dangerous levels, Conor’s bonds with the road deepen. He feels a genuine kinship with his car, and the attraction is too strong to deny. But he’s still a punk rock singer so he does what anyone else would do, he sings a song about being in love with his car. He must decide where his loyalties lie and what his limits really are.
The scene culminates in late afternoon fatigue, sore muscles and sunburn – no sunscreen was a match for the strength of the sun on that day. Drivers head home weary, some of their tires showing threads. The memories, however, will last a lifetime, or until the next Track Day in September.
If you want to read the original synopsis for The Fast & The Furious that I used for this, check it out here: http://www.cinema.com/film/5392/fast-and-the-furious/synopsis.phtml