When BMW needed some rapid bodywork, it went to Italy – then plucked the plum Italian prize. James Mills tries the result
My right leg and foot are shaking from adrenalin. It's okay, I tell myself; the marshal at the start of the Goodwood hillclimb can't see. Nor can the 100,000 visitors who've come to watch man and machine do battle with the hill. Up come the marshal's fingers. Five, push the clutch; four, steady the revs; three, look down the road to the first right-hander just after the foot bridge; two, take a deep breath and remind myself not to bin it; one… go!
Up comes the clutch. Down goes the accelerator. The skinny tyres spin merrily and the BMW's straight-six engine is soon putt-putt-puttering as it bounces off its retro-fitted rev limiter, added as a result of the rev counter being somewhat slower-witted than the crankshaft...
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