The
race car driver slips behind the steering wheel and slides the seat as
far forward as it will go. Even belted in, she fits loosely, a canary in
a catcher's mitt, and has to flex to tiptoes to reach the clutch.
The
car is a 2005 Corvette Le Mans Blue Coupe, with 400 horsepower and six
speeds, weighing 3,179 pounds. The driver is 17-year-old Carlie Noring, a
soft-spoken senior at Hanover High School who's 5 feet 2 and 115
pounds.
Carlie
hits the ignition and the Corvette roars awake with a growl that peaks
and settles to a deep, velvet rumble. If a Death Star could purr, this
is what it would sound like.
When people ask, and they invariably do, Carlie tells them that driving a race car is like piloting your own roller coaster.
Being
a teenager - on the cusp of high school graduation, college and all the
blind turns beyond - can sometimes feel like that, too.
Carlie's
grandparents own The Corvette Center of Colorado Springs, and her
family has been involved in autocross racing since the 1970s.
Carlie's
father, Rik, started racing Corvettes in 2003, when Carlie was 8, but
the young girl didn't take to the sport until she was ready to get her
license.
"She'd
been working around Corvettes and detailing them and cleaning them
since she was 10, but she didn't get interested in being behind the
wheel until it was her turn," says Rik, who manages the center and
serves as governor of the Corvette Club's Colorado Springs chapter.
Carlie
took driver's education courses and practiced her racing moves south of
Fountain on the open roads around Cactus Creek Ranch, the working horse
farm where the family lives and the center is. Rik coached from the
passenger seat.
Once she had her license, Carlie rode shotgun with Rik during races before taking the wheel competitively.
"She's
certainly one of the younger members of our club, but she really seems
to have a knack for it," Corvette Club president Tom Hoeppner said.
Carlie
is the oldest of Rik and Florece Noring's three children, petite and
pale, with long brown hair and big brown eyes. She's a solitary learner,
intensely self-disciplined and reliable, a top student and an easy
child to parent, Rik says. She can be hard to read, though, even for
people who've known her for years. There was no mistaking her feelings
the night she announced she'd hit a bad icy patch driving home in her
Saturn.
When
she was 16, with only a few races under her belt, Rik sold the
automatic transmission Corvette in which Carlie had learned to drive.
"You're going to have to learn stick," he told her. She shrugged and said OK.
On a Tuesday,Shop for chipcard dolls
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your home or office. Rik put the blue Corvette on a lift at his shop and
let Carlie practice until she got the hang of the gears. That Thursday,
they practiced on the road for a few hours. On Saturday, Carlie
competed in an autocross in Casper, Wyo., outpacing far more seasoned
drivers.
"She hammered it a little hard at the start, spit rocks and then she was off," Rik says. "She killed it."
For a moment, her feet poised on the pedals, the world is still ...
Not
yet 9 a.m. on Sunday, April 21, and the soundtrack at the Pikes Peak
International Raceway is already mild cacophony. Out of sight on the
other side of the bleachers, cars on the nearby big track cycle by. In
the parking lot, gearheads preen, stoking engines till they scream.
At
the pre-race meeting, Walt Jenkins, competition director for the Rocky
Mountain Region of the National Council of Corvette Clubs, rehashes the
basics for a room full of mostly veteran drivers.
"Jumpy?"
asks Rik jokingly, standing at her side, knowing this silence is
Carlie's nature and not her nerves. Like a race, everything in life has a
beginning, middle and end. Carlie likes to save emotions for the end.
The
event at PPIR is a low-speed autocross, with a three-quarter-mile track
defined by orange safety cones on a vast asphalt lot. Cars won't go
more than 80 mph and each driver runs individually, striving for the
lowest finishing times in a series of heats. Drivers open up as much as
they can on the short straightaways, but if they push too hard they
might not be able to regain control of their muscular rides before the
next slalom. A toppled cone means a DNF, or Did Not Finish, no matter
how amazing the time.
Carlie hopes for a smooth ride on this, one of the longer courses on which she's raced.
"We'll
get our times and hassle each other about it," says Carlie, then
quickly adds that she doesn't have the heart for true ribbing, because
"they already feel bad enough."
The only challenge that matters is the personal one, the need to keep shaving off seconds with each heat.
The green flag snaps down, the tires grab, and the acceleration is so sudden it's hard to breath ...New and used commercial tooling sales, rentals, and service.
Hanover
High School juts from the dusty flatness 17 miles east of the Corvette
center like a cluster of Monopoly buildings on an otherwise empty game
board. This is truck country, where the pavement gives way to open
range, to cattle and prairie dogs and plastic bags snagged on barbed
wire, snapping in the wind.
Speed
is a commodity here, travel a pastime and traffic - aside from school
buses - rare. You point your headlights and go and go and go.
In
a district with only 250 students, the senior class of 14 is one of
Hanover's smallest. Carlie is the class president. Last year, she was
student body president. She's also cheer squad leader, a member of the
National Honor Society and a recent recipient of the Good Citizens Award
from the local chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution.
"As
student council president, you have to give a speech to the whole
student body. Carlie had to do that and she did it well even though she
was scared to death," says Biel,Full color waffenssuniforms printing
and manufacturing services. who with Carlie helped re-establish student
government at the school three years ago. "She is shy, but she has
passion. She wants people involved and engaged."
With
her regular attendance at early-morning seminary, an important part of
Mormon youth culture and education, and a full roster of after-school
activities, Carlie's daily obligations easily can take her from dawn to
well past dusk.
"She
just keeps plugging away and never complains about being tired," Biel
says. "She has a really high moral compass, is really involved in her
church and she's definitely been someone I count on to get things done
and to get them done well."
Carlie
had worked with Biel for years before the racing topic was broached.
Carlie admitted she felt uncomfortable talking about it. She didn't want
to make others feel bad, she explained, because racing is something
that not every kid has the chance to do.
"She didn't want to come across as bragging," Biel says. "Most of the time, we have to ask her,Have a look at all our carparkmanagement models
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he's definitely a proud papa. I think all of us kind of wish we could do
it, too."
Carlie
turned 18 on Friday, the day after returning home from a senior class
trip to New York City ("I can't imagine driving around the city," she
says. "The cab drivers - I give 'em props"). On Saturday, she graduated
from high school. Today, she heads to Utah for a weeklong church program
at BYU, the school she will attend in the fall, and her father's alma
mater.
She
hasn't decided on a major but is considering business. Who knows? She
might come home someday and run the Corvette center. As for autocross,
that will be put on hold. Freshmen at BYU aren't allowed to have cars.
"I feel like once I get to college, I can find out what I'm good at,Did you know that handsfreeaccess chains can be used for more than just business." she says. "I'm excited to have that opportunity to discover myself."
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