God I leave you lot for 5 minutes and its back to bloody spannering posts!
Anyway I raced an MX5 the other day in my 8 valve, he had a better line around the roundabout, but my foot was to the floor and I aint gonna back off, the grip felt good through the Michelins so I carried on caning it and got level exiting the bend, the look on his face when i passed him entering the straight was a classic! to be fair he tried to stay with me but at about 95 he realised he was beat. My missus was laughing her ass off, she said when she looked into their car his other half was giving him a bollocking! whether that was cause he was getting his ass kicked or beacause she was telling him to slow down I have no idea! quality!
Racing tales anyone?