In Walt Disney's fantasy world this Ferrari 250GT Tour de France was beaten by a VW Beetle, but in reality there's little to touch it
There is a very real possibility that this will end in tears. The McLaren GT test team is making its presence felt trackside, a blur of orange and black streaking past us as though we're standing still. It's followed shortly thereafter by a Porsche of some description, the eejit at the wheel receiving high-performance-driving tuition. Judging from his inability to locate the apex – any apex – thus far, heaven knows he needs it.
Past the paddock area and… Oh good, the West Surrey Racing British Touring Championship team is descending upon us, a trio of bespoilered BMWs filling the mirrors of our mobile chicane. There is a time for heroics and clearly this isn't it. Nobody else out there has insured a car for eight figures – and that doesn't include a decimal point. Now might be a good time to stop for lunch.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario