The World's First Wienerschnitzel Just Got Turned Into a Historic Landmark
The OG Wienerschnitzel gets its due
Did you know Wienerschnitzel is a local brand? It sure is — and now the original location in Wilmington, CA is getting the heritage treatment. The Pacific Coast Highway outlet near Long Beach is set to be listed as a historic landmark, says CBS, meaning the still-running location will be forever preserved.
(LA.Eater.com)
Friday, June 3, 2016
It Was A Ruf Time for The Competition
In 1987, The World's Fastest Cars Couldn't Catch A 211-mph Twin-Turbo Ruf
Beyond 200 mph. Mit Radio.
From the 1987 July issue of Road & Track
Beyond 200 mph. Mit Radio.
From the 1987 July issue of Road & Track
I buckled myself
(with real racing belts) into the spartan interior of the Yellow Bird,
which the Ruf people had taken to calling it; the Ruf Twin-Turbo. I held
onto the built-in rollcage as Paul Frere accelerated onto the track,
and I was absolutely astounded by the acceleration (no easy feat after a
day in Ferraris, Lamborghinis, etc). At each gearshift the Ruf went
slightly sideways, only to straighten for an explosive burst of speed to
the next gear, more like what I imagined a top-fuel dragster to be than
a perfectly driveable road car. As Paul hit 5th gear, we blasted past
the first timing clock at 311.9 km/h—still accelerating from a standing
start!
We flattened onto the banking and exploded onto the back straight with the tach at around 7000 and the speedometer showing 340. My God, I thought, these are Indy speeds. The
yellow Ruf pegged its 350-km/h speedometer and howled past the clocks
with 336.1 showing on the board: 209 mph. Paul looked over at me with a
slightly manic grin and shouted over the earsplitting roar of the
engine, "This is faster than I've ever gone in my life!"
Not
the kind of thing you hear every day from a former Grand Prix driver
and Le Mans winner who test drives every conceivable kind of car for a
living.
Back in the pits, Alois Ruf opened the door and asked how fast we'd
gone. Paul told him in German. A murmur of approval broke out in the
crowd, along with applause. The teen-aged son of Michael Gabel looked in
through the window at our instrument panel and exclaimed, "Mil Radio!"
Later, with the track
completely dry, the yellow car went even faster. On its last run of the
afternoon, Phil Hill took photographer John Lamm out for a few laps and
recorded a trap speed of 339.8 km/h, or 211 mph. That stood as the
fastest speed of the day.
As
we packed up to leave, Alois Ruf and his chief technician, Jo Huber,
showed up at the track with a barrel of their favorite Bavarian beer. It
began to rain again, so we drank in the shelter. The weather had
cleared just long enough for us to go 25 mph faster than we'd gone in
our 1984 outing.
But
even more remarkable than that jump to the Ruf's 211-mph top speed was
that Phil, Paul and Alois Ruf all agreed that the yellow car was
undergeared. " We could make it go faster," Ruf said, "but there's not
much purpose in a road car going very much faster than 300 kilometers
per hour. But 300 kilo meters per hour is the magic speed in Europe.
And in the U.S., 200 miles per hour is the important number, so we tried
to go faster than that."
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