Did I really miss that brake marker at over 160 mph on the 3/4-mile front straight at Utah Motorsports Campus?

Yep. The marker, a red flag sticking out of an orange cone, is out of sight. My index and middle fingers are pulling the brake lever forcefully as my mind tries to focus. The rear of the 582-pound hypersport is dancing under near weightlessness from the hard braking.
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