Remember the Boomtown Rats singing ‘I don’t like Mondays?’ Well personally I change ‘Mondays’ for ‘Nincos’!
Seven of us rocked up this time around, with Mr.M making a welcome guest appearance and delivering bountiful old rally cars for a 'blink-and-miss-him' appearance from Jexy plus a straight rear axle for my ancient Ferrari T3 – thank you again, M. Villeneuve is very happy!
Probably the key feature of the night was the discussion on why Germans find the word 'squirrel' so hard to pronounce. If, as expected, Red Bull Racing announces the extension to Mark Webber's contract, there are those who feel that this could have been the deciding factor.
As for the racing, the club classes selected at random were some of the faster ones. Race wise it was fun, with a couple of good scraps with Mr.M, trading more paint with Jamie and not too many errors - to start with. For all that, a tardy start left me dead last after the first class (Spirit BMW 2002s), but things took a dramatic upturn soon after.
The Sloter Lolas, Scalextric Porsche 911s, Fly Audi Quattros and Spirit Peugeot 406s went as well as could be hoped, with a win or two in each – some even on merit! Midway through the evening, however, the Ninco Meganes reared their heads and took my average down a bit, turning what looked like my first podium finish into a bit of a scrap with Lawrence and Jamie to stay in the lead group while Mr.M showed us all a clean pair of heels.
I noticed that one or two of my ‘offs’ were due to my grip on the throttle. I use two fingers on the trigger and, for some reason, one finger didn’t let go as fast as the other, resulting in me watching a car harpoon into a corner far faster than it should... sending it off towards barriers. Note to self: change grip.
The last two classes were the worst I’ve ever done. Ninco and I clearly don’t get on – not with my DTM car and seldom with the club cars. So it was that in four Ninco Gallardo races I came last in precisely all of them. I say came last, I mean ‘upside down and rotating’. The ancient SCX Xsaras were the last class of the night, and I hoped to pull something back. Nope. My only finish was a distant third in our extra-slow red lane car, which was better than I managed with the quicker ones.
So, nine points from the last eight races sealed it: my night went from last place to second but ended in a nose-dive to sixth, while Mr.M claimed the honours with consistent pace seeing off the challenge from Lawrence and Jamie with Paul and Graham close behind while Neil and I decided we’re better off looking forward to next week’s old F1s!
32 races, 7 wins, 74 points (ave. 2.3 points per race) 6th out of 7.
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