Grats to John Roberts for a steady drive that deservedly got him maximum points.
Masters managed to scrape together a grid of 5 for this race. It was 4 until Hristo made a late entry into qually to take his customary pole slot
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What a monster of a circuit!!! That extra hilly section makes it totally different from the "old" Slime Crock and my setup from last season was useless( or was it me?).
For a couple of laps I followed Ken and Kruger who were having a close quarters dice which looked like it might end in tears and Hristo who was slowly edging away in front.
The plan was to keep the two K's in sight and hope to pass Ken when he put his Lotus into the pits for its annual service later in the race, with John in his Brab hopefully a safe distance behind....good plan I thought
Then I crested the mountain to a sea of waved yellow flags and a large red fruit draped in the trees on the outside of that big bend!! Prib also showed that Ken was behind me as well but his camouflage colours had hidden him from my view as I passed.
So from 5 to 3 runners and still 20 odd laps to go.
Hristo made an error somewhere and was suddenly back in sight, but still able to pull away, and John was holding station and visible in my mirrors at various points on the circuit.
I think Hristo must have blown a gasket or something because I came upon him on the s/f straight travelling rather slowly and thought at first he was waiting for someone to play with, but Prib showed that John had also passed him and he soon Disco'd.
from 5 to 2 snd still 20 laps to go.
I have to admit that I found it difficult to concentrate and my mind was wandering into fantasy land, thinking about where this result would put me in the table and what chassis I would need for the next round. So the inevitable happened and I lost the tail going into T1 and John who had kept the gap at about 3 secs was past, whilst I pirouetted gracefully on the grass.
By the time I recovered he was about 5 secs down the road!!!
and I had gone from 1st to last place!!! ( out of 2 runners).
I set about reeling John in, but he proved particularly stubborn and refused to come closer until I began to push quite hard!! Finally put in a couple of 1:41 sec laps and I could see John getting closer. Then I blew it and put a rear wheel on the grass coming out of the esses and what should have been a spin and "egg on face" was compounded by my inability to lift my right foot from the go pedal ...and we careered across the track ...up the side of a mountain....two barrel rolls.....a half twist and pike...upside down.... and DEAD. :'(
Pau next...what could be worse?
