I would genuinely prefer for Loeb to take me up Pikes Peak in that car. Call me a pussy, but I wouldnt drive it a fraction of its potential and he would wring its neck. Much better IMHO.
Once upon a time, a very very long time ago, I crewed on a Class 4 unlimited SCORE truck, the kind that does the Baja 1000 and so forth and did a bit of passenger time.
Scarier than sh.t.
Essentially it was my job to watch gauges and help change tyres if we popped one, all the key gauges were on the passenger side of the dash, and let the driver and pits know if anything was wrong.
So, I was not to look out the windscreen. Which was a good idea, because nearly every time I did look out, it seemed we were about to go over a cliff, hit a giant cactus or were about to roll 82 times.
It was fun, it was hard work, it was hot and we broke a LOT of stuff and every time I got out of the beast it felt like my kidneys had swollen to about twice their normal size.
I'd love to run up Pikes Peak, but if I did it with Loeb, I'd have to wear a diaper cause I know he would scare the crap out of me.