I arrived at Montjuich with a secret weapon, and high hopes of a win. The Lotus was faster than the opposition, and I'd dialed it in to a winning number.
Surprised to be only 3rd on the grid, I was wondering how Bernie found a shortcut, amongst all the armco? Rather than pondering, I took the lead out and took the lead away, at the 1st opportunity. Exiting the first hairy pin in 1st, I geared up for a win.
Pulling a gap on lap 2, I must've pushed too hard, because I was rather unexpectedly pulled around backwards, by a clip round the inner apex. It wasn't too painful, and I managed somehow, to escape scenes of conflagration while holding onto 3rd. However, the unfettered win had suddenly become somewhat fettered!
The dominance of the Lotus, soon saw me Hunting down Axel. Sad to see his sacrificial spin, as it led to a lonely race up front. David kept me honest, but it was smooth sailing and a lack of flailing, which saw me through to a 1st at the flag.
I suspect the foot will be on the other boot, when ye dastardly rivals jump into a Lotus later, But it was great to start the season with a bang, rather than ending a race with one!