Are there any roads around here with CURVES?
yea its been like that for over a year now. i live off crenshaw lake rd... it sucks having a lowered car 
wish i had a mud truck with big tires so i could burnout on the bumps to hopefully break them
newberger is fun as hell. i used to go on that street back and forth 10 times in a row late late at nite. but that was way before they built all those mansions and the cops that live here.
surprised nobody mentioned that commerical park behind roosevelt and next to 28th st in st pete. i used to run that park with some tr members in a 'race' where would we would do like 5 laps at a time lol. that was before the apartment complex and military base though.

wish i had a mud truck with big tires so i could burnout on the bumps to hopefully break them

newberger is fun as hell. i used to go on that street back and forth 10 times in a row late late at nite. but that was way before they built all those mansions and the cops that live here.
surprised nobody mentioned that commerical park behind roosevelt and next to 28th st in st pete. i used to run that park with some tr members in a 'race' where would we would do like 5 laps at a time lol. that was before the apartment complex and military base though.
Having run the famed Patterson road and leaving disappointed we headed to the next road on our list. As we cruised to our destination we discussed our initial impressions of Patterson. We came to the conclusion that with enough time spent on the road you could learn trouble spots, learn the houses that might have activity late at night, drive it faster than I did and retain some margin of safety. However, in the end I still think that no matter how familiar you are with that road, you're taking too big a chance with it. You shouldn't put others' lives at risk for your entertainment.
We reached our destination- Crenshaw Lake road. This road looked very twisty on the map and seemed to have great promise. It was in an area I'd been through before and found to have very fun and twisty roads. Unfortunately, it also had speed bumps every 500 feet for its entire length. Nasty SOBs with no flat gutter or runoff on either side to allow my favorite trick of keeping speed up and bouncing only one side of the car over the bump. The road would've been mildly entertaining to drive even without exceeding the speed limit as there were many tight curves with good visibility, but the speed bumps killed it. It was lined with houses and other development so I can understand why they did it, but I could never live on a road lined with tank traps like those.
We cut across to Whitaker taking it easy because that is truly a neighborhood road, but having a bit of fun cruising through at the speed limit. We went up a side road and then cut across to Livingston to get to a road I've been down before- Newberger Road. This was the road I was thinking about when I mentioned Crenshaw Lake earlier in the thread. I'd been there once when I drove a DSM and was more interested in roads where I could safely do WOT pulls to 140, so I was curious to see how I felt about it now that I was more interested in roads with curves.
Newberger has to be the windiest, curviest, most enjoyable road to ever be completely ruined by an unbroken string of McMansions built along it. My friend told me that he had heard about the road from his parents, who used to go out to blast it on sport bikes over thirty years ago. I'm sure it was almost dead empty then, but now the whole thing is lined with development.
The road itself is awesome. Even taking it easy because of the houses it was a total blast. Nonstop corners from beginning to end never let you get bored with it. Most of them are pretty safe to drive around with good visibility and nothing too tricky to bite you in the ass. Even trying to keep it civil and quiet as I was cruising between rows of houses the road sucked me in and I started pushing harder with a hint of tire squeal from my absolute rubbish tires around a few corners.
This comfortable pace was interrupted near the 41 side on the last few corners. The constant sweeping pace of the road was interrupted by several corners in a row much tighter and trickier than they seem from before the entrance of the corner. I dove into the first of these corners at a similar pace as before, looking around the corner as far as I could and seeing nothing to worry about. Suddenly as I entered the corner I realized that what I could see from the preceding straight was only the start of a much tighter and bumpier corner than any on the road behind me. I tightened my line and cut off the throttle but my crappy front tires gave way and incurable understeer sucked me toward the grass on the other side of the road. Fortunately, even misjudging the corner completely I had left a large enough safety margin that I recovered before running out of pavement. Still, I ended up in the opposite lane and was reminded that I was on a public street and had no right to push that hard.
I dialed it back for the final few corners and started thinking about executing a U-turn. Coasting into another corner I again had a sudden shock when I realized it was even more deceptive than the last, with a gentle sweeping entry and then a hidden sharp corner. I had slowed enough that this time I ended my understeer with my outside tire barely crossing the yellow line. Still, I was ready to be off of this road after driving faster than I had intended to and squealing the tires more than a few times. I did a quick u-turn and made my way back up the road at low rpm and a slower pace.
Looking at all of the cars parked mere feet from the road, mailboxes, swingsets, houses set barely 30 feet away, I realized that no matter how great the road was- and it was excellent- I couldn't drive the road for fun in good conscience. I might as well go ride wheelies on a dirt bike through a playground and hope that no kids get in my way. The temptation to go back and have more fun with it is still there, but I'll stay away because that road will lead to nothing but trouble.
We reached our destination- Crenshaw Lake road. This road looked very twisty on the map and seemed to have great promise. It was in an area I'd been through before and found to have very fun and twisty roads. Unfortunately, it also had speed bumps every 500 feet for its entire length. Nasty SOBs with no flat gutter or runoff on either side to allow my favorite trick of keeping speed up and bouncing only one side of the car over the bump. The road would've been mildly entertaining to drive even without exceeding the speed limit as there were many tight curves with good visibility, but the speed bumps killed it. It was lined with houses and other development so I can understand why they did it, but I could never live on a road lined with tank traps like those.
We cut across to Whitaker taking it easy because that is truly a neighborhood road, but having a bit of fun cruising through at the speed limit. We went up a side road and then cut across to Livingston to get to a road I've been down before- Newberger Road. This was the road I was thinking about when I mentioned Crenshaw Lake earlier in the thread. I'd been there once when I drove a DSM and was more interested in roads where I could safely do WOT pulls to 140, so I was curious to see how I felt about it now that I was more interested in roads with curves.
Newberger has to be the windiest, curviest, most enjoyable road to ever be completely ruined by an unbroken string of McMansions built along it. My friend told me that he had heard about the road from his parents, who used to go out to blast it on sport bikes over thirty years ago. I'm sure it was almost dead empty then, but now the whole thing is lined with development.
The road itself is awesome. Even taking it easy because of the houses it was a total blast. Nonstop corners from beginning to end never let you get bored with it. Most of them are pretty safe to drive around with good visibility and nothing too tricky to bite you in the ass. Even trying to keep it civil and quiet as I was cruising between rows of houses the road sucked me in and I started pushing harder with a hint of tire squeal from my absolute rubbish tires around a few corners.
This comfortable pace was interrupted near the 41 side on the last few corners. The constant sweeping pace of the road was interrupted by several corners in a row much tighter and trickier than they seem from before the entrance of the corner. I dove into the first of these corners at a similar pace as before, looking around the corner as far as I could and seeing nothing to worry about. Suddenly as I entered the corner I realized that what I could see from the preceding straight was only the start of a much tighter and bumpier corner than any on the road behind me. I tightened my line and cut off the throttle but my crappy front tires gave way and incurable understeer sucked me toward the grass on the other side of the road. Fortunately, even misjudging the corner completely I had left a large enough safety margin that I recovered before running out of pavement. Still, I ended up in the opposite lane and was reminded that I was on a public street and had no right to push that hard.
I dialed it back for the final few corners and started thinking about executing a U-turn. Coasting into another corner I again had a sudden shock when I realized it was even more deceptive than the last, with a gentle sweeping entry and then a hidden sharp corner. I had slowed enough that this time I ended my understeer with my outside tire barely crossing the yellow line. Still, I was ready to be off of this road after driving faster than I had intended to and squealing the tires more than a few times. I did a quick u-turn and made my way back up the road at low rpm and a slower pace.
Looking at all of the cars parked mere feet from the road, mailboxes, swingsets, houses set barely 30 feet away, I realized that no matter how great the road was- and it was excellent- I couldn't drive the road for fun in good conscience. I might as well go ride wheelies on a dirt bike through a playground and hope that no kids get in my way. The temptation to go back and have more fun with it is still there, but I'll stay away because that road will lead to nothing but trouble.
I was pretty sure that "nismo" was joking when he mentioned Parkway Blvd as it looked like it was lined with buildings on Google Maps, but it was close to the end of our route and I had nothing better to do than to give it a shot. We cruised up there and cut the turn onto the road to find that it was just as we had suspected, a residential road through a neighborhood. We stuck to the speed limit and made our way through laughing at the extent of our desperation to find good roads that took us to a road we knew was almost certainly not what we were looking for. The northern section that had seemed to hold a faint glimmer of promise turned out to be nothing but a couple of flat bends in the road eventually leading it to connect the neighborhood back to another main road. We turned onto the main road and started back toward Temple Terrace trying not to think about how much $4.09 93 octane we'd spilled in the pursuit of a perfect road we knew we weren't going to find. It was still a lot of fun, as far as exercises in futility go.
That's it for now, but I'm sure that at some point in the future I will find some excuse to go an hour out of my way to make a few runs down Bailey's Bluff to see what it's all about. And on my next trip to visit my sister at UF- well, it can't be THAT far out of my way to go see the Ozello Trail and have a bit of fun, can it? Google Maps tells me that it would make a two hour trip to Gainesville into a 4-5 hour trip to Gainesville but I don't think it's giving me enough credit. I'm no Michael Shu-kitty but I think I can show Google Maps a thing or two.
That's it for now, but I'm sure that at some point in the future I will find some excuse to go an hour out of my way to make a few runs down Bailey's Bluff to see what it's all about. And on my next trip to visit my sister at UF- well, it can't be THAT far out of my way to go see the Ozello Trail and have a bit of fun, can it? Google Maps tells me that it would make a two hour trip to Gainesville into a 4-5 hour trip to Gainesville but I don't think it's giving me enough credit. I'm no Michael Shu-kitty but I think I can show Google Maps a thing or two.
Patterson and Newberger can't possibly be driven anywhere near 100% during the daytime. It's far too risky. I'd also recommend an experienced navigator to spot for oncoming lights.
Anyway, I don't do that kind of driving anymore...it's best saved for the track.
Anyway, I don't do that kind of driving anymore...it's best saved for the track.
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Having run the famed Patterson road and leaving disappointed we headed to the next road on our list. As we cruised to our destination we discussed our initial impressions of Patterson. We came to the conclusion that with enough time spent on the road you could learn trouble spots, learn the houses that might have activity late at night, drive it faster than I did and retain some margin of safety. However, in the end I still think that no matter how familiar you are with that road, you're taking too big a chance with it. You shouldn't put others' lives at risk for your entertainment.
We reached our destination- Crenshaw Lake road. This road looked very twisty on the map and seemed to have great promise. It was in an area I'd been through before and found to have very fun and twisty roads. Unfortunately, it also had speed bumps every 500 feet for its entire length. Nasty SOBs with no flat gutter or runoff on either side to allow my favorite trick of keeping speed up and bouncing only one side of the car over the bump. The road would've been mildly entertaining to drive even without exceeding the speed limit as there were many tight curves with good visibility, but the speed bumps killed it. It was lined with houses and other development so I can understand why they did it, but I could never live on a road lined with tank traps like those.
We cut across to Whitaker taking it easy because that is truly a neighborhood road, but having a bit of fun cruising through at the speed limit. We went up a side road and then cut across to Livingston to get to a road I've been down before- Newberger Road. This was the road I was thinking about when I mentioned Crenshaw Lake earlier in the thread. I'd been there once when I drove a DSM and was more interested in roads where I could safely do WOT pulls to 140, so I was curious to see how I felt about it now that I was more interested in roads with curves.
Newberger has to be the windiest, curviest, most enjoyable road to ever be completely ruined by an unbroken string of McMansions built along it. My friend told me that he had heard about the road from his parents, who used to go out to blast it on sport bikes over thirty years ago. I'm sure it was almost dead empty then, but now the whole thing is lined with development.
The road itself is awesome. Even taking it easy because of the houses it was a total blast. Nonstop corners from beginning to end never let you get bored with it. Most of them are pretty safe to drive around with good visibility and nothing too tricky to bite you in the ass. Even trying to keep it civil and quiet as I was cruising between rows of houses the road sucked me in and I started pushing harder with a hint of tire squeal from my absolute rubbish tires around a few corners.
This comfortable pace was interrupted near the 41 side on the last few corners. The constant sweeping pace of the road was interrupted by several corners in a row much tighter and trickier than they seem from before the entrance of the corner. I dove into the first of these corners at a similar pace as before, looking around the corner as far as I could and seeing nothing to worry about. Suddenly as I entered the corner I realized that what I could see from the preceding straight was only the start of a much tighter and bumpier corner than any on the road behind me. I tightened my line and cut off the throttle but my crappy front tires gave way and incurable understeer sucked me toward the grass on the other side of the road. Fortunately, even misjudging the corner completely I had left a large enough safety margin that I recovered before running out of pavement. Still, I ended up in the opposite lane and was reminded that I was on a public street and had no right to push that hard.
I dialed it back for the final few corners and started thinking about executing a U-turn. Coasting into another corner I again had a sudden shock when I realized it was even more deceptive than the last, with a gentle sweeping entry and then a hidden sharp corner. I had slowed enough that this time I ended my understeer with my outside tire barely crossing the yellow line. Still, I was ready to be off of this road after driving faster than I had intended to and squealing the tires more than a few times. I did a quick u-turn and made my way back up the road at low rpm and a slower pace.
Looking at all of the cars parked mere feet from the road, mailboxes, swingsets, houses set barely 30 feet away, I realized that no matter how great the road was- and it was excellent- I couldn't drive the road for fun in good conscience. I might as well go ride wheelies on a dirt bike through a playground and hope that no kids get in my way. The temptation to go back and have more fun with it is still there, but I'll stay away because that road will lead to nothing but trouble.
We reached our destination- Crenshaw Lake road. This road looked very twisty on the map and seemed to have great promise. It was in an area I'd been through before and found to have very fun and twisty roads. Unfortunately, it also had speed bumps every 500 feet for its entire length. Nasty SOBs with no flat gutter or runoff on either side to allow my favorite trick of keeping speed up and bouncing only one side of the car over the bump. The road would've been mildly entertaining to drive even without exceeding the speed limit as there were many tight curves with good visibility, but the speed bumps killed it. It was lined with houses and other development so I can understand why they did it, but I could never live on a road lined with tank traps like those.
We cut across to Whitaker taking it easy because that is truly a neighborhood road, but having a bit of fun cruising through at the speed limit. We went up a side road and then cut across to Livingston to get to a road I've been down before- Newberger Road. This was the road I was thinking about when I mentioned Crenshaw Lake earlier in the thread. I'd been there once when I drove a DSM and was more interested in roads where I could safely do WOT pulls to 140, so I was curious to see how I felt about it now that I was more interested in roads with curves.
Newberger has to be the windiest, curviest, most enjoyable road to ever be completely ruined by an unbroken string of McMansions built along it. My friend told me that he had heard about the road from his parents, who used to go out to blast it on sport bikes over thirty years ago. I'm sure it was almost dead empty then, but now the whole thing is lined with development.
The road itself is awesome. Even taking it easy because of the houses it was a total blast. Nonstop corners from beginning to end never let you get bored with it. Most of them are pretty safe to drive around with good visibility and nothing too tricky to bite you in the ass. Even trying to keep it civil and quiet as I was cruising between rows of houses the road sucked me in and I started pushing harder with a hint of tire squeal from my absolute rubbish tires around a few corners.
This comfortable pace was interrupted near the 41 side on the last few corners. The constant sweeping pace of the road was interrupted by several corners in a row much tighter and trickier than they seem from before the entrance of the corner. I dove into the first of these corners at a similar pace as before, looking around the corner as far as I could and seeing nothing to worry about. Suddenly as I entered the corner I realized that what I could see from the preceding straight was only the start of a much tighter and bumpier corner than any on the road behind me. I tightened my line and cut off the throttle but my crappy front tires gave way and incurable understeer sucked me toward the grass on the other side of the road. Fortunately, even misjudging the corner completely I had left a large enough safety margin that I recovered before running out of pavement. Still, I ended up in the opposite lane and was reminded that I was on a public street and had no right to push that hard.
I dialed it back for the final few corners and started thinking about executing a U-turn. Coasting into another corner I again had a sudden shock when I realized it was even more deceptive than the last, with a gentle sweeping entry and then a hidden sharp corner. I had slowed enough that this time I ended my understeer with my outside tire barely crossing the yellow line. Still, I was ready to be off of this road after driving faster than I had intended to and squealing the tires more than a few times. I did a quick u-turn and made my way back up the road at low rpm and a slower pace.
Looking at all of the cars parked mere feet from the road, mailboxes, swingsets, houses set barely 30 feet away, I realized that no matter how great the road was- and it was excellent- I couldn't drive the road for fun in good conscience. I might as well go ride wheelies on a dirt bike through a playground and hope that no kids get in my way. The temptation to go back and have more fun with it is still there, but I'll stay away because that road will lead to nothing but trouble.
you should be a writer or editor for a newspaper

ive lived on crenshaw for close to 10 years and i damn near miss it the way it was before the bumps.
you may be able to get a patterson run early in the moring too but paterson is starting to get busy too . boy scouts not bad but knothing but houses all the way fun to drive but respect the familys
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one bad brotha!
one bad brotha!
This is really far, but the only fun twisties I know about and its SHORT... My girlfriend lives around there, very pretty and HILLY!



