Meanwhile, I'd arrived 'down under' with hopes of a good result, as my Ferrari was fast, and the track was tortuous. Such tortuousity can create torturousity, for those drivers not inclined towards the ferocity, of so many bends as there are, at Adelaide. And though I may have confused myself with all of this, I remained quietly confident.
While others have moved up to Professional's, I'm happy to see Cookie back with us Privateers. He's provided the only reliable official, pre-race Server, for many Moon's. This used to be a widespread service at Ukgpl, and was helpful for practicing pre-race incidents, and to show homeless racers, where to have them.
Due to his devoted Server service, and his speed, I allowed the returning Axel the pole, with the Cooper. My generously compliant nature, continued for a couple of laps into the race, until Cookie's car suffered an excess convolution, and mine transpired into the space, pre-occupied by his 1st place.
Once in front, the Ferrari was dominant, and I was able to maintain a gap back to the chassiacally challenged, Hendy and Andreas. The situation suddenly changed at midrace, when the track turned suddenly into the start-finish straight, and I turned into a hay bale, after suffering the attack of some uncooperative grass.
My S & G gave Hendy a respectable margin, as my driving outfit became ragged, when pressed too hard. I daresay, Andreas saw a glimmer of light. It was very soon after, 1st place was tragically disco'ed, and I re-inherited the lead, and clung onto the speed for the win.
I hereby dedicate this victory, to the memory of Hendy's dematerialized Brabham - lost but not forgotten, down under.