Our Leader Swifty had a sharp pain in his foot all through race 2
on Sunday. Being a proper racer he carried on regardless. It turned
out to be a Euro coin that had got into his race boot.
Nick Taylor’s woe was not restricted to the broken stub axle
on his Mondial. Some magpie stole the tow car keys that he had put down
on his trailer for a minute. Fortunately they were recovered later.
Along with several other cars on the grid the Evers' 328 still has
its music and air con fitted. In 30 deg heat with most other drivers
struggling to cope Peter was quite comfortable thank you very much and
listening to Katie Melua on the CD as he raced. He thought the track
“This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been” particularly
fitting. [Does this mean the Evers could be the Stig? Makes sense, he's
a big buddy of Clarkson - Ed.]
Talking of Evers, it was a good job the JMH truck was in the paddock
when the Secretarial 328 sprung an oil leak and Jason fixed it using
on-board parts and facilities. This was especially significant as Evers
had driven it to the meeting - and wanted to get home in it again......
Combine a higher than before pit wall and Poggie's habit of waving
to his adorning fans when he finishes a race, and you get the most surreal
sight of a seemingly dismembered waving hand passing down the track
behind the wall.
Marco’s recurring gearbox problem pitched him into the barriers
as the car selected 2nd gear when he asked for 4th. There was damage
to front and rear although thankfully Marco was OK. As the gearbox was
rebuilt only last week I suspect that the workshop manager at the franchised
dealer concerned might have what Evers calls “an interview without
coffee” to look forward to this week.
Marco’s problems had actually started with a cracked brake disc.
Parts were offered by Nick Taylor whose car was by now on his trailer
and were gratefully accepted.
William Jenkins commitment to race is considerable travelling as he
does from his home in Switzerland each time. Relationships though are
a compromise and it was William’s Sunday race that got lost this
week-end. His wife had arranged a dinner party which when the timetable
was adjusted meant that he had to leave. There were those prepared to
borrow his car of course to make up the numbers, like Marco, NPB &
Nick Taylor – but William didn’t seem too impressed by that
idea!
The Pogson 328 was suffering at some point with a leaking inlet manifold.
Yorkshire grit took over however and the crack was sealed - it is said
by a little black pudding brought over just in case.
There
was a large collection of Ferraris on parade
Scrute
John May casts a beady eye over the Swiftmobile
Poggie
explains that "Black Pudding" is not something you'd
pay a fortune for in "certain areas" of Amsterdam