I may have a European name, but I don't have the Nurburgring, or the gentleman racing series of Europe to feed my racing passion. I have Mulholland Drive. Starting in the heart of Hollywood, and dumping you out at the ocean, It’s 13.7 Miles of tight winding canyon roads, and elevation changes. It was used as a racetrack in the late 70’s, but it has since become a safe haven for the richest and most elite of Los Angeles. There are still some of us that give it the respect it deserves, in the darkness of night. I can go end to end in less than 16 minutes. It is my Nurburgring. Every night since about 17, I have spent hours trying to find the fastest line, and typical wet patches. I probably have over 3000 hours of experience driving the once famed racetrack.